A Window In The Sky

as it says

Birds that change shape

crash against glass

so that sleet is not sleet

but splitters of glass,

a windscreen burst ;

Street Treasure !

The Sun is not a he

but weak as a

single tree,

a cripple crabbing

over a frozen lake,

cold as a dead starling.

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

Impressive work as usual. Outstanding and very creative!!

[Coyote Song]

A bleak yet amazing view of the sky. We can almost see anything that we want, limited only by our imagination. A very impressive poem indeed!

[Ken Simm.]

Pieces of a winter jigsaw happening around us. Its up to us to make the sense of it. An extrordinary evocative piece.

[Frieda P]

Hmm, things are not always as they seem, not sure if this is tragic or enlightening....intriguing imagery here Leslie. You've certainly piqued my interest with this one, can't claim to know exactly what it's about but I like it, perhaps another cuppa this early morn will help.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Freida,
thanks for the review ! It`s not about anything, but rather a series of pictures( if that makes
any sense, which it probably doesn`t!)..

[Frieda P]

My pleasure, poetry doesn't really have to be about anything precisely, as long as it moves me, so yeah, I get it. Have a great New Year Leslie! ;-)

[emmajoy]

Strange but wonderful it is, the way a being sees his or her world.. things re.arranged, light, space interpreted by eyes and mind. Maybe i'm wrong in my understanding of your words but ..

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Emma,
thanks for the review, and best wishes from here !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This appears rather profoundly expressed Leslie with your usual unique eloquence and majesty. Its meaning is for me in the images it presents in my mind of dark winters days and just a hint of a gap in the clouds. Was 'windscreen' meant to have three 'es'?

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for review, I`ve edited the typo !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha! me too!