Brian Taylor

Rookie - 133 Points (England)

Bethany - Poem by Brian Taylor

In the grey mist of an English dawn,
the starling stamps and prods and probes
and generally disturbs
the lawn,
seeking to confirm
an English proverb.

Beneath the green of an English lawn,
the patient worm
catches
the bird.

In this numbing
cosmic dance,
each one gives
and takes his chance
to feel and find
in flesh and mind
the ambiguous secrets of becoming.


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Comments about Bethany by Brian Taylor

  • Rookie Dustin Bradley (10/16/2012 7:25:00 AM)

    It has a good flow. Like the ending. Good work.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 18, 2013


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