Saturday, April 13, 2013

After I Have Flown

1) MR B is suffering as a result of withdrawal from a prescription medication.

2) Avoid letting a doctor get you hooked on anything, my Readers!

3)                                       Variations


                                          1

There is a certain strangeness
In seeing that silver ship
Rush across the sky
Over these old trees,
Trees that sought the sun
Before an engine could
Propel a man unto
The place of his desire.

2

For all those weeks I wait
And I do not go walk
On hills among the trees
That outlived other loves
Long before I loved you.

                                                    3

This is no age for romance.
Morning will not forget
One green flash of light
As your eyes set.

                                                     4

(You dance so smooth and glide
Along the quickest move
As artless as the bird
That sails between the trees
Upon the old hill's side.)

                                                     5

The bird has disappeared.
The airplane's roar is gone.
The trees remain alone.
Until the hill is sheared
After we all have flown.



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