Christmas Eve - poem
The spirit visits – whoever she chooses
And digs, and pushes,
Chastising, enticing,
Castigates, encourages
But why?
… And why me?
… … what can she want from me?
Am I supposed to –
… --prevent global warming
-- -- in a world that worships toys?
save everyone from chemical addictions
-- -- --when I can’t even cope with the pair nearby?
‘Did I suggest that?’ she replies …
… and offers a glimpse –
As Christ was born in a stable
So divine sparks fall to the lower world
To self interested, greedy mammals;
To trees, the landscape, the dunghill:
From the trees the apes descended,
The landscape seen – revealed by Turner
The dunghill?
From the dunghill, come September
The blackest dross its seed remembers
Virile virginal extrusions
Whisper ‘death’ to disillusion
At God’s chosen time
We glimpse Sophia’s rhyme
*
With man’s greedy nature
For once valid, I learn
To shame-facedly take
What I never could earn.
Copyright Peter Fairbrother 2007
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And digs, and pushes,
Chastising, enticing,
Castigates, encourages
But why?
… And why me?
… … what can she want from me?
Am I supposed to –
… --prevent global warming
-- -- in a world that worships toys?
save everyone from chemical addictions
-- -- --when I can’t even cope with the pair nearby?
‘Did I suggest that?’ she replies …
… and offers a glimpse –
As Christ was born in a stable
So divine sparks fall to the lower world
To self interested, greedy mammals;
To trees, the landscape, the dunghill:
From the trees the apes descended,
The landscape seen – revealed by Turner
The dunghill?
From the dunghill, come September
The blackest dross its seed remembers
Virile virginal extrusions
Whisper ‘death’ to disillusion
At God’s chosen time
We glimpse Sophia’s rhyme
*
With man’s greedy nature
For once valid, I learn
To shame-facedly take
What I never could earn.
Copyright Peter Fairbrother 2007
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three-times-we-parted Emily Dickinson
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2 comments:
I am much the liking on this poem for it does remind me of the blessed words of Krishna-may he dwell with goats in eternity-he did say:
The man who does sit shelling peas, will inherit wisdom from the pea and likewise the pod from which it dwells.
But eateth the pea and only then will karma prevail.
So says Krishna
Be to remember these wordings oneone. I am thanking you.
Amur
sho ting, amur, and thanks for your feedback.
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