Gert W. Knop Poet Prose Poetry

Flowering

Flowering

Flowering,
the hours, waves of happiness,
the glowing of unknown stars
and among all flowers my love
like flowers of spring on a winter day.
Flowering,
my heart is flowering 
between yesterday and tomorrow
and yet the distance wants to drown me
with yesterday’s waves,
with the beat of wings
of unknown creatures.
Do you hear these songs
and slender music,
so easy to injure?
Daylight is dying away,
satisfied, like a lamp 
of steel,
but I am full of wishes
full of desires.
Flowering,
waves, engraved in the vast sea
with the colours of vastness and loneliness
attract you with their songs.
Do you hear the singing from the distance,
do you hear it?
The stars with their shining
are warming the winter and
the waters of a silent future.
Flowering,
with this they pass more rapid,
the bitter hours of loneliness
with their sad look of  strange stars.
And there I am,
with my love,
rising like flowers from the snow.
My heart is flowering
between yesterday and tomorrow.
Do you hear the songs from the distance,
sweet as honey but also a little sad?
Do you see the waves, do you hear the beat of wings?

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Sara Kendrick November 3, 2009 at 3:54 AM Very touching write. I especially like the line My heart is flowering between yesterday and tomorrow. Today is all that we have isn't it. Thanks for the comments on my work. My poem about the adopted swan is a combination of information that I have learned in my lifetime, a religious video that I saw, and the fact that I am adopted. I don't know if the swan was adopted or just waiting for her lifetime mate to arrive. Keep writing. Sara

Carol Sunshine Brown July 29, 2009 at 3:52 AM Thank you for sharing your splendid poetry with us today Gert. Love, Carol