New toy!
(forgotten now) .
The box it came in
filled with snow
in an early evening
backyard
offers now
a different delight
to his mind
this the most wonderful
present
of all
a box
of snow
as if a sky
grown heavy
had shed
itself
to be collected
in a battered box
a box
of sky
heavy and white and cold.
* * * * * * *
ENCOUNTER
This island
of leaf
floating downstream
this…way…that
captained by
some unknown insect
who stands
steadfast
unperturbed
by the waves
swamping his little craft
as I stand in his way
unexpected…giant like
who as I reach
to rescue him
flies off
with an annoyed buzz
for a second
(real close)
we see
eye to eye
then he’s gone
lost in a vast sky
I blinded by the blue
no longer able to see
it
in
it’s
immensity
see only sunlight
walking on water.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/box-of-sky-for-lyn/
