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Seasons - 1985
This first poem today is strongly related to "Annua" to be seen elsewhere in this blog, once again it was only when re-reading the poem for inclusion into this page that I actually noticed the similarity in feel.
I should add here that the views on incarnation and lack of re-incarnation held by the storyteller are not my own.
I offer...
Seasons 02 Mar 85
Prelude
In seasons moving,
Swimming, dreaming
Sleep, the strongest motive
Spring
Water born
From man and woman
In a moment
Of white heat
Passion.
In that time
When everything is new
You live;
Finding words,
Singing songs
Your ancestors wrote
And were new a hundred years
Ago.
Imagining future worlds
And wondering
What the years will bring;
Bright eyes beneath
The Christmas tree,
Blowing out candles
On the cake,
Wearing your first
School uniform
Travelling on
Always...
In hope
Summer
Growing cynical, you work
You carve your niche
In the cliff face
That you see before you
Knowing it can
Make or break;
Keeping the same
Brave
Imperturbable
Face on.
Wearing a mask
That only others
Can see
Autumn
Watching your children
Grow
Older.
Eventually they fly the nest
And leave you
Wondering
Where the years went
Winter
Grey skies, grey hair
Your memories
Are all
The dreams of yesterday,
Rather than tomorrow,
Are more important
To you
Epilude
The year is done
The dream is revealed
As fiction.
Now motionless
You sleep.
Now, just to change the mood slightly, I offer two short poems...
Gossamer Wings 25 Oct 85
On gossamer wings, in the pale light of dawn, I fly.
Riding the wind from the sun
Into the west over cold mist shadows
To the welcoming arms of the moon
And finally - for this time - another Senryƫ, entitled...
A Song of Summer Winds 29 May 85
Summer wind; warmed by
Distant Dragons, slumbering;
Gently stirring leaves
Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed.
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