Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Poetry Tuesday

A Blessing

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian poniesDarken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more, they begin munching the young tufts of spring in the
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl's wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.

--James Wright


Susan said...

I hope you will keep Poetry Tuesday as a regular feature. I loved this one!

Bossy Betty said...

I like the idea of Poetry Tuesday! This is one of my favs.


Anonymous said...

Please do keep Poetry Tuesday. Can I help with the next poem?

Bossy Betty said...

Oh, let me think. Oh. Well, OK, but it has to be Betty approved and you have to pay me $1.00.