Frederick M. Markhan

(Hutchinson, KS, USA)

April - Poem by Frederick M. Markhan

Enchanted mornings burst with surprise
intemperate colours lure the clock
impatience charges the pulse of the time
vigor and passion, ardent eyes
resplendent fascination of life
rife with interrogation
new reasons invented, ornated, aborned
in laycinths tell and bight - revelation
in holy lilies white majesty.
Sloughing off grey fatigue, I blend
with blades of grass
with seeds bearing fruit without end
with shells, mothers of pearls
with trees stretching arms up in the light
my songs are kites flying high
red balloons dancing in the sky
pigeons soaring together over the roofs.
I am writing letters full of love.
Did laughter and I always share
the same redolent, promising air?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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