Give me the bright dawn with tongues of flame over
Harrowed fields, a glorious redoubt proud
On the bluff of my days, defying the
Bleak demands of Fortune's ever-turning wheel.
Give me the sharp air with shanks of ice in each
Laboured breath, invigorating vital fire
In my dull embers, burning away the
Lethargy that seizes blood, bone and marrow.
Give me the blue sky with skylarks dancing on
Cloudless horizons, the Bowl of Life filled
To brimming with wine and honey, the sweet
Vittles that charge our minds with aspirant love.
Give me the grey mountains with green valleys under
Snow-clad towering majesty, harbouring
Crystal springs that, fed by a thousand rains,
Nourish our days and bathe our wounds.
Give me the raging ocean with storm winds flinging
Tumultuous surf on vanquished shores, drowning
The clamour of the city in wilderness seas,
Restlessness becalmed in vast, lightless depths.
Give me desire with tenderest kisses in that blissful
Ache of innocence, kicking angrily against
The restraints of a jealous world, consumed by
Satin lusts and her wildest, naked beauty.
Give me the soft earth with quiet embrace in its
Crumbled darkness, in which life is given
To vine and flower and I can seek my rest
Beneath the tread of other, bolder voyagers.
BINABASA MO ANG
Fragments And Reflections
PoetryPoems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, l...
