populating the sky

Poem #295 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


blue sky

clear sky

he populated the blue
with
a bird

watched it flying
busy on its path

he populated the blue
with birds

with a flight

watched them gyre

a collective swerve

half spiral

a flash
reflection of the sun

he populated the blue
with flight

saw himself gyre

flash
under the sun

as fast as light

he was
the clear blue sky


© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #296: the public becomes private

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.