Staves stung by voiceless birds
on their flight far from this fall,
too dry, too soon, a boon to the soil,
trails on a too-blue sunset scratching the sea of my sky-
instantly healed by the memory of ‘Jesus loves you’
written in white
on the clear blue sky over Orlando
in a far distant time
when love was in motion
(a marvelous frame I remember now, as I write)
the moment of truths,
real for real, no doubt,
true colours of life shining in unforgettable spiritual bout,
(a time when they tried to copy our souls on pasted sheets-
scripts of a resonance imposed by a high order of bricks,
glued atoms that rhyme
the age of erosion unveiling the holes in the cloth of our time-)
signs in the sky that freeze every lie we’ve been taught.
And then, on our way to the ocean I asked permission to touch,
(passing by the launching site of rockets that sting our air with their burning wrath)
I knew I would never return
(maybe that’s why the Atlantic forcefully splashed my turned back,
angry or just desperate for my love,
its salt impregnating my clothes, so that I wouldn’t forget)
back then I thought I could die,
(mission accomplished, what other could follow)
but I remembered a poem I wrote when I was 19 or 20,
(or maybe still ageless at that time)
Migration was titled the poem of cycles:
A bevy-bird
a father-bird
the same one mother-bird.
And on her tail
children-birds
toys-birds
following-birds
from fire-birds
and felt that this poem had failed, having no end.
(Even if, I remember, it was spring when I wrote that vision
and now it is fall.)
The birds of passage have left. Some will return.
©Daniela Marin,2019

Featured image of the poem from Pixabay – Soorelis
This is splendid, Daniela. The intensity and multitude of feelings.; your beautiful imagery; pain, love, joy.
“back then I thought I could die”
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thank you, Gabriela! A bit different this poem. A story-poem. I’ve told you yesterday that I was into memories from Florida. 🙂 I haven’t received the letter you said you were going to send to me. Just in case you sent it…
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My pleasure. Everything about Florida is good. Even if it’s not 🙂 I just wrote to you now.
xoxo
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