Monday, February 27, 2006

All in a Flooded Moment

All in a flooded moment,
the sun could rise
and announcing its intention
with storm filled eyes
climb slowly over the round
We fall and rise above it
searching, but not knowing why
the sun so bright were we to
follow it might
all in a flooded moment, rise.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Roger said...

I like that one a lot, Teresa... the way it comes back to the first line again at the end. I know you'll have your chance to rise up again one day soon. Having children is a blessing not bestowed upon us all. Make the most of it and don't look back.

I saw the movie "Walkabout" again last night for the first time in maybe 20 years. (How ancient I am!) It ends with the recitation of a poem by A.E. Housman that, though very often quoted, is nonetheless still quite moving:

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows.
What are those blue remembered hills?
What spires what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

March 12, 2006  
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