with
Rapture eyes
above the
plunge
of shear cliff
perched on a
bone-white tree
against the
green
through misty
glaze
his gaze
penetrates
where valley
meets
a waterfall of
movement.
The Prince of
stillness
lifts in graceful
searching,
his footprints
a shuffle of wings.
© Richard L. Provencher
Comments
Rhiannonw | December 31, 2011 - 18:41
I like the 'bone-white tree against the green' especially. Is 'Rapture' meant to be a pun on 'raptor'? Rh
Richard L. Prov... | January 3, 2012 - 03:00
Rh---Yes. Very observant. And thank you for your reading my work. Much appreciated. Do you think I should stick with Raptor? As you can see, lately some of my poetry is experimental. RLP
Rhiannonw | January 4, 2012 - 00:45
I guess it's really up to you! If you mean 'rapture' eyes, but with the twist that it is the eyes of a 'raptor', then that's fine! It was just something for you to think about!! and if it was meant to be raptor, and had been a slip, then I guess you would want to change it.
Rhiannon