Clifton Redmond

(7-4-1982 / Carlow)


Today I woke up and tasted summer
the rich hues and haunting breeze
that the morning chose, as my gift
like sprite songs that rung from bursting trees

And I guess I have some kind of god to thank
perhaps some nameless god, on his knees
with no eyes in the pods of his unseen face
just hollow holes where eyes should be

Should I praise this faceless eyeless fellow
for the unfamiliar rays of his so called light
should I build a towering sculpted statue
and dedicate it to myself in spite

Should I raise my head and greet strange faces
and avoid the places where shadows might be
should I share my stories with the bone idle
that litter the walls of the local streets

Today the world will be my oyster
and I shall be like a new sewn seed
in love with nature and its lustful glory
but beneath the sunshine I’ll still be me

Submitted: Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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  • Heather Wilkins (10/4/2013 10:21:00 PM)

    a beautifully written poem good imagery. enjoyed the read. The last stanza is a delight to read. (Report) Reply

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