My pearlescent poems for you, my very best selected from my other blog TO THE RUSSIAN POETS at angelidicuoremare.blogspot.com which strangely, I can no longer edit nor add to. Anyway, welcome to the new blog my friend which is a culling of many colours and all for you in the name of lovely God, and the Trinity and my mother, Mary Adalyn Young-Douglas and other dear loved ones, of which you, also, dear reader, shine like an unnumbered Star. God bless YOU and worldwide lovely enduring POETRY...
Tuesday, June 14, 2022
THE SCARLET LEAFED, THE DAY LINED IN GOLD
the scarlet leafed the day lined in gold
your earliest alphabet foretold
by kind relatives
the way the leaves seemed to fall
before you where you walked
and you picked them up
and carried them home
thinking you would save them;
sad beyond the possibility now
or then to say that they would fade away
especially the ones all red and green and
yellow-orange melting together
October's map all there.
or we would pick blue jay feathers
from the ground and Grandmother would say
bird fever, be careful, but we still would prize
them as if they floated down from Heaven
and still I remember the mockingbirds cry
from the yard when we opened the window
in our blue room and how it settled in me familiarly
so that later, reading Rilke
I understood the crystal space
the nest in my heart
for them all
was there from the beginning
mary angela douglas 8 march 2016
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