The Green Osiris

                  A definition of a space

                    As sunlight on floodwater

                    Discovers in its own sparkle   

                    A  rerun of poignancy  

 

                    Three score and nine, the years

                    The  raising of blinds reveals

                    The today - as yesterday

                    Offered as a present test   

                   

                    Do I shrug and turn because

                    ‘bugger the feather’s too light’

                    And flee to some dawn chorus

                    And be a last bird singing

 

                     No - again blossom seduced-

                     The fresh scents in the clean air

                     I race to more tomorrows

                     With renewed supplications 

Author's Note

One of a group of poems thinking about ressurection

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like this...about "starting overs"

when we think life gets too overwhelming...we see a new sun, a new start.
j.