Spermatozoa And Shooting Stars - Poem by Tony Jolley
Silver trails streaked down the green-waxed slope of our parasol
As raindrops gathered,
And their combined surface tensions couldn’t contain their contents
And submitted themselves joyfully to the laws of Physics,
Two seconds of high-velocity glory
And a spectacular swallow dive into granite shale
Turning its muted shades into richer reds and brighter blues.
At first I thought:
But the tail-waggling shot that idea down
Faster than the rain was falling:
Shooting stars seem straight as an arrow
(Even if the both are bent a bit in reality
Courtesy of Newton and Einstein’s Relativity) .
Then it came to me:
Flashback to a school hall
Full of embarrassed and uncontrollable, catholic Testosterone
Forced by the Fathers to face up to countless images
Of ejaculation and conception:
[but strangely, I recall, no copulation]:
Manhood to fatherhood
In one not-so-easy lesson.
We all said we knew it all,
But even our long tried and tested, boy-bravado
Rang all too hollow in our own ears to bear belief.
Here am I:
Two daughters and thirty years on -
But I know a tail-wiggling spermatozoon when I see one!
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