Friday, January 09, 2015

The Sun On The Waters, The Heavenly Chime

"must the water rhyme with the sun," I wandered by
the streams that run humming to myself, "at the
end of every line?" because a friend had scorned

a slighted music in my mind. from heavenly harmony
a poet wrote so long ago yet green is the branch
when it comes to mind how can I help it if

my words chime like a hidden shining ladder strung
rung to rung within the lines like the water rhyming

with the sun? the rose that blossoms
into the colour: red each time
and still, astonishes


mary angela douglas 9 january 2015