WINTER SONG
Another
winter approached
and he thought,
the air has
become frigid
and chases
away the sun,
enabling the
day to diminish early
to a grayish
hue.
He commenced
singing
a happy song
as in summer,
no matter
where he traveled
beneath the leaden,
pewter clouds
laden with
snow, about to obliterate
the ashen
white streak of moon
that sought
thin vapors to penetrate.
His breath
crystallized
when the
melody escaped his lips,
reminding him
of the warmth
and its past
embrace,
hoping the
tune
will give him
enough strength
to sit beside
the fireplace flames
and for once
not become dismayed,
though down
the path of time,
should he
discover
another
summer’s solstice
shall not be
reached,
he might tell
himself,
during that ultimate
surge of blood to ice
in his constricting
veins,
that his soul
was sunshine.
SUN
Turn to the
page
in the book
of life
where the sun
and only the
sun
appears
perched in the middle
of two
equally endowed
cumulus
clouds
as it
highlights their outer edges,
an outlined
stream of light
cascading
toward
the pewter
base
brightness
cannot penetrate,
studying so intensely
that hours
pass
before you
are inclined
to flip the
page.
Light has
penetrated your mind
enough to guide
you away from
daily plight
into a place
where aspirations reside,
and you
linger upon
this
parchment of possibilities
to pronounce
the syllables
of goals and
desires the glow ignites
inciting you
to raise your eyes,
close the
book and contemplate
the renewed
feeling of opportunity
perusing this
paradise of promise.
Michael Keshigian’s tenth poetry collection, Beyond was
released May, 2015 by Black Poppy. He has been widely published in
numerous national and international journals most recently including
Poesy,The Chiron Review, California Quarterly, and has appeared as
feature writer in over a dozen publications with 5 Pushcart Prize and 2
Best Of The Net nominations. (michaelkeshigian.com)
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