The Names Of Things Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
The Names Of Things
to Ray Bradbury, looking back, or forward
the names of things we held in our heart
when alphabets foundered and worlds came apart
and the clouds drifted over mindless borders
and were crucified.
the names of things, the orange and the lemon
the midnight zither and the bluebird plans
the tissue paper birthdays at a secret command
all disappeared, their ribbons curling.
all but the names we taught our children to revere and
year past year,
never to split the silver from the rains,
to refrain from negating the Soul.
and ever to stow the heirloom
jewelry of the stars intact.
and always to be looking back
at the green world when all its
colours were singing
and we were the Story and the story told
and we were the Tree,
and the leaves of gold.
mary angela douglas 3 february 2017
a well thought out poem of what was? but like all trees with their leaves we will all eventually fall and die!
A beautifully written and conceived poem of depth and flavour. Deserves to be Poem of the Day
I love the style, the composition and the flow of this.It has a lovely personal recall feel that is there line by line in this lovely melodic poem..Thank you.
and we were the Tree, and the leaves of gold. Beautiful poetic narration.
Nicely written piece and your wording was great. I enjoyed this. Nice imagery, hey I love to write as well so please check my site 2 :) :)
Good rendition of words in an insightful piece, well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Mary and do remain enriched.
lovely written- t the green world when all its colours were singing and we were the Story and the story told 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is very nice. Ray Bradbury is one of my favorite science fiction authors. Thanks for posting this, and congrats on having it selected as poem of the day!