Sunrise in sadness
rolling this dream memory over,
forgetting
the rhythms of darkness
control time,
it cannot heal pain.
bentfeather
08.28.05
Another treasure from the most recent thread.
La Enchiladita graciously gave permission to repost this poem.
Thank You
HAPPY 2nd ANNIVERSARY TO THE DRAGONFLIES' LAIR!!!
(My regards and admiration to "Queenie" Ms. Bentfeather, to all you poets who are my inspiration...)
Gentleness seeks a gentle place
To rest awhile and ease the pace
Of daring and heroic deeds
Rest awhile and plumb the soul
Silenced by the rock and roll and crowds
And dust, by work’s harsh glare
Remember twilight, the hush
Of time suspended
Say hello to morning and hear
The reply in lairdom where kindred
Meet to sweeten grief and attendant
Woes, to wonder at wasps and
Beating wings --- perhaps of angels,
Perhaps of stings,
To roll in hay with childish glee,
To say I know … knowingly.
Retreat and enter life more fully,
Be pebble, pond and ripple,
Be skimming dragonfly.
Be dreamer and dare
To rest awhile at the Lair.
L.E., 8/27/05
1,116 posted on 08/27/2005 2:39:59 PM EDT by La Enchiladita (Remembering our Heroes today and every day. . . "Operation Gratitude")
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Sunrise in sadness
rolling this dream memory over,
forgetting
the rhythms of darkness
control time,
it cannot heal pain.
bentfeather
08.28.05