Cockerel Oracle

By well-wisher

Thu, 30 Jun 2011
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6 comments
 

I am rooster Zoroaster!
I am king prophet of the sun!
My flaming crown proclaims I’m master.
Awake! Awake and hear my song.

Praise our sun, great golden cockerel;
its brood of worlds and clutch of moons.
Feel its spreading comb and wattles,
perched high upon the skies of June.

Praise our sun, great rainbow peacock,
whose fanning tail unveils the world.
The egg tooth of sunlight shall crack
from your heart and its wings unfurl.

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Comments

Submitted by gristo on
Definitely woke me up! :)

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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Brilliant well-wisher, much enjoyed. Jenny.

 

Submitted by well-wisher on
Thankyou, Jenny. Glad you liked it. The cockerel can be a beautiful and majestic bird.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by well-wisher on
Thankyou, Gristo. I often celebrate the feminine or maternal aspects of nature but I wanted to write a poem celebrating a very masculine part of nature, the crowing cockerel.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by Highhat on
I like the egg tooth metaphor. Yes why not praise this fine bird- he is very proud ;)Pia

Submitted by well-wisher on
Thankyou, Pia. Glad you liked the poem.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn