Hi Ryfkah,
I like how the poem goes from small detail to the larger picture of
potential terrorist attack and how the inor detail reflects the jumpiness in
the overall picture. I think you message is that life continues regardless.
bw
James


>From: Ryfkah * <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New Poem:  In the Morning
>Date: Mon, 1 Jul 2002 23:25:27 EDT
>
>In the Morning
>
>a small spider stands on stiff limbs
>dead
>I must toss her in the toilet
>flush
>No more fruit flies swarm here now
>
>As black coffee is swigged
>the sun bites clouds
>Heat undulates like dancing bellies
>I meditate on the draught
>Should my precious roses be watered
>
>I pen a list of responsibilities
>enormous as a woolly mammoth
>The dogs and other living things
>get priority  natural law
>Independence Day
>
>nears  We meet our terrorist fears
>Fireworks’ booths sell for charity
>The red white blue burst
>in night's zion  a bouquet
>of fire  See the stars spangle
>
>Another spider knits her web
>The fruit flies have returned
>She embraces each one
>The insects are enraptured
>like firecrackers
>
>other G-dlike emanations
>
>
>Ryfkah 7/1/02




bw
James


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