From afar your shining mien
I have espied with Ero’s awe;
And though I’ve with wobbles
Your fine shores trodden raw,
That testing main I now must
Tour with unhesitating resolve;
And feast on your tartest crust.
As peregrinating king of the sky
His regal gyre at last completes,
And as old voyage yields to new,
Your lone disciple cedes deceits
And throbs that blest sages slew.
With naught but puerile allegiance
And steeliest zeal for salient ways,
He pledges every unflagging loyalty
Till the close of his meliorating days.
Categories:
unhesitating, adventure, allegory, allusion, change,
Form: Bio
ONLY TO THE DOG
Dialect abandoned with education and travel
Now only speak Geordie to the dog on walks
In unguarded moments
Awkwardly recalling how the pronunciation goes:
No longer an unhesitating morass of flat vowels
Floating on the muddy gurgle of the Tyne,
Like your long-ago first wife’s name, coming unerringly
To your lips in the presence of the second.
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Geordie is a speech dialect in Northern England's Tyne valley.
Categories:
unhesitating, words,
Form: Imagism
I wait for the flapping sound of wings
Come for me, sacred falcon of ancient kings!
With penetrating eyes it examines all who calls
A worthy soul if it sees, upon them it swiftly falls
Unhesitating talons sink into grateful flesh and bone
Tired blood spills and returns the earth an ancient loan
Dead weight is lifted, carried ever higher, but
They cannot enter the lofty realms of desire
What was made of dirt must return to the earth;
The falcon raises its head and strikes at my chest
It seems to ask me, “Are you ready to be bled?”
Skin is pierced, bones are cracked; my heart is opened
(Am I dead?)
Blood-red rose wrought on the cage of my ribs
The falcon strikes again, it bits and it spits
It digs deeper, fiercely it seeks a treasure
It`s torture, it`s pain - dark twins of pleasure
My heart is torn, suddenly the falcon shrieks
As a shiny pearl in its beak it reveals
This, my essence, it keeps, the rest must fall
The pearl is my life, my spirit, my all
The falcon keeps climbing to an immeasurable height
Starlight greets us; there`s silence there and might
The pearl is released, quietly it glows
And its lonely light back onto the earth it throws
Categories:
unhesitating, mystery, heart, earth, heart,
Form: Quatrain