Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 29,403 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Winds - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

the winds neigh horse-like
a wild horse

the dews they fall on
flowers bent
cold and then warm

the clouds they dance
and music
they be
in orchestra

ah! for the heavens
they as for them
like the orchestras

and after all
these orchestras
as of night be
as of Ocean and sea
and gulping caves
that hoot around.

scream the high bats
scream the white spumes
scream the high rocks
and sleep
and dream

the water's edges
high and low
they dance
the Song of Morgue
the Song of Night
in the mirror of the
glisten fiery red
their burning eyes.

the rains they bend
they sag
from clouds
they drone
they swell
they go around
and in that dark
distribute their sound

Anon, anon,
as to a rock
Prometheus bound
his groans are
then comes with
book of magic too
Merlin with his beard.

in dreams
how much looks as in day
but more looks far away
some little further
some further still
some other day.

and all
the while
two civilizations lie
themselves side by side
and into Motion and
his love Time
they wash and glide:
the winds neigh horse-like
a wild horse

Topic(s) of this poem: life, wind

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

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