This is very imaginitive. As a former nurse I envisage the orchid just below
the heart, a flower being born. Someone blossoming into life. Many
possibilties for the minds interpretation here, Not so sure about "vegetable
world though." Maybe world is enough. And also not so sure of "streaked
purple and yellow". The dawn sky should work on its own. I was up early this
morning and saw the dawn but it was very grey and not very exiting where I
live. Sally J
>From: Mike Horwood <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: At Dawn
>Date: Mon, 19 Apr 2004 15:33:08 +0300
>
>At Dawn
>
>I never wanted this, the heart pumping,
>blood punishing the veins in thin wrists.
>
>The skin below my ribs parts and tears
>and the orchid pushes its silky stem
>at the wound´s livid lips,
>stretching flaps of flesh
>into a red-raw O.
>
>Orchis raises his headbud,
>dislodging cells like grains of soil,
>rippling my belly and I cannot look
>away, though the starting day lights
>the vegetable world outside my window
>and streaks the dawn sky.
>
>Could I rise and step out, barefoot,
>on the cool grass beneath the trees?
>
>I lie back on my pillow in single
>contemplation of the orchid blooming
>below my heart, streaked purple and yellow,
>lurid as any sky at dawn
>and imagine the feel of cool grass on bare feet.
>
>
>
>Mike
>
>
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