Saturday, June 8

A Poem for Thursday.... The Twins



the bolt

came out of a clear blue sky
one minute
drinking guinness
watching gulls slowly rising
from the river
as the tide returned.

cut grass and cylists
and a Ferry view.

then

somehow we knew
as she crossed to the window
wound down to take
the unexpected heat.

parked cars and parents
and the green of the playing field.

loss

this like the loss of the Angles.
no good screaming down
dream corridors
after a departing soul.

bacon, eggs and tomato
and the presentation's the thing.

now

a knowing look
and again
Castor and Pollux had all the answers.

Click your heels together
and Kansas is home.

This recycled poem is for dVerse poets pub this week.I first put it up in January 2011 after soon news that came out of the blue from as they say...left wing!
We have two sets of twins in the family ...so quite a lot of experience in this department!!

18 comments:

  1. this had a rather otherworld feel to it...the knowing in that moment...i like the single word stanzas....and the detail break away stanzas like he bacon eggs one..cool write

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    1. thankyou Brian.sometimes there are other worldly moments in our lives ...you are right.

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  2. As a New Yorker, I find this a terribly sad poem. I had not thought of that aspect of the topic - it's very beautifully and subtly done here - I like the loss of the angles rather than angels - as it was a loss of angles in the sky. I am very very moved by this poem. (I was in downtown New York that day.) k.

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    1. what an experience. one of those days when you remember exactly where you were...

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  3. this is a moving write...lots of emotions between the lines as well me thinks.. the screaming down dream corridors was what hit me most..

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  4. This poem gives me chills.

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  5. This is the 911 scenario, very moving not to see those twin towers again ~ The opening lines are my favorite ~

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  6. Moody and almost brooding, like a hot summer day when the clouds start moving in and you feel the coming storm.

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  7. somehow we knew
    as she crossed to the window
    wound down to take
    the unexpected heat

    Is the person putting up a defence against threats which are not expected? It appears so and she seems so brave! Nicely Gerry!

    Hank

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  8. This started off serene and then... loss... duality. This was a strong write, I liked
    no good screaming down
    dream corridors
    after a departing soul.
    Powerful stuff. -Mike

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  9. This was definitely a cool write... the duality is front and center. I also liked screaming down dream corridors. -Mike

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  10. Gerry I find this poem very moving - there is a dream-like, slightly surreal quality to it - as there was indeed to the event.

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    1. thankyou Pat....funny how sometimes a work takes on it's own life.

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  11. Presentation is indeed the thing. And you nailed it.

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  12. This is a haunting piece..with some powerful displays..the day life changed..as a New Yorker this hits home with a punch.

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  13. Remus and Romulus, abandoned to a river and then fed by a wolf and birds, a city built, an empire created to fall finally at the hands of barbarians. Presentation is all and all is présentement.

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    1. ...love love that story...so many implications!!

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