My Poor Poems Or Yours Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

My Poor Poems Or Yours



my poor poems or yours
cast up on illusory shores
will they be mermaid pearled;

will they vanish suddenly?
turning aside in the wake of proud prows.
will they sow hard winters

one day becoming roses
for a child in a summer garden inexplicably
who turns her head to feel

the rose showering winds
begin?

begin from the beginning, again
my music teacher Grandmother said
from the lavender living room

and I did.
and I will now,
missing those measures.

will they sail again?
the flower ships in the wind
of Time past curved toward the

eternal
now,
perfumed somehow

where we'll resume my friend, my friend
in pearl stitching, careful pedaling
outside the rim of Beauty counted and lost;

on the gilded sidewalks where
no fragrance ends

mary angela douglas 16 november 2015

Monday, February 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,poems,poetry
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Mary Angela Douglas

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Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America
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