The Glories Undefined

May 18, 2017

Through a thrill of flowers that cannot be found
in any other meadow, the slimy vine is
thought to be extravagant; it seems to seep around
the luscious soil as if it were molasses
going uphill in January, cold and numb,
attached like wings to the ‘flesh-like’ roots:
Will the glories come? Will the glories ever come?
Many of the glories have routes
they have always used and have won with.
The glories grow inviolate in a violent mind.
The glories all want this urge to transform ‘kith’,
unprincipled, into a glorious morning, undefined.
But summer’s sun returns day after day.
The sky clears; the glories swell and sway.

 

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4 Responses to “The Glories Undefined”

  1. extrasimile Says:

    Thanks, dundappan.

  2. John Looker Says:

    That’s a glorious resolution Jim. Bravo. Beautiful lines too that precede it. Best wishes, John

  3. extrasimile Says:

    Thanks, John. i particularly like the rhyme of slimy vine is and molasses.


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