a nether moment

in that small
parcel of ground
which became my
soul and my being
when I was ill
a whole world
learns the patience
and the vibrant
thrill of nature
as after rain on
rain now ceased
but for a nether
moment never
leashed I watch the
elder tree unbow
untwist beneath
a wind no longer
felt and as the
leaflet drops so
tender flow upon
your eyelids so to
go I feel the grip
of slender thoughts
that from Tibradden's
febrile brow flow forth
into tumultuous skies
as ravens creek their
homewards cry beneath
the starborne cygnus
sky the wild geese
fly o why o why
doth herein lie
the opening doors
of heaven

Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-07-10 at 14:41

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this is a grand poem
the flow in which you brushstroke each word
I shall enjoy it
over and over again
Thank you

Completely enthralled by this Peter in its entirity that wistfull flow is just wonderful.

...experiencing the wholeness of life in one place .. it is a very strong experinece and once had one never becomes the same..

the last lines are very strong and I am deeply moved by them...

best wishes

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful and descriptive writing!

Elle x