Let the osprey bode
my biding’s death
for in fine
‘twould seem
I brook
and the planets
once adverse
now break
and by ancient Sibyls
perchance foretold
my fortune in favour
have I finally found
for the nonce – uncoloured
my reward – unforged
for amidst
did I find
me
SL
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Phoenix from the
ashes. A predator terrorizes but does not defeat. Instead emerging resolve, strength . . . finally, new
hope.
It seems to me this
is a recurring theme of your poems
and written with an eloquence and fluidity that could be expressed only by one
deeply in touch with her feelings.
Maybe I’m making
more from this than you intended, but
these are my thoughts.
Interesting thoughts. I had not looked at this poem that way. A phoenix rising. I like it. I had felt lost and then discovered my way. And certainly there was terror in other pieces -and in “Drowning”- even defeat. Others still – magical or joyful. I would like to think I am deeply in touch with my feelings, though am surprised by them at times. Words have always been a gift, and through them I can share my stories and my heart. Thank you for sharing yours, Jeff. : )
This is wonderful, Shelley. I loved the oldschool language. I haven’t heard “nonce” since my college days!
I love those last three lines, “for amidst / did I find / me.” Beautiful
Thanks so much, Joe! I agree… those last three lines make it! I so love words… so many perfect words to play with!
I was taken with your writing style right away. So poetic, so beautiful. You make even the mundane sparkle with light and glitter. I am honoured you stopped by for a visit.
Thanks Shelley. 🙂