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Murder Most Kind
“The bible teaches us murder, for belief in a cruel
God makes a cruel man.” --Thomas Paine.
Whether it be blackberry blossoms
festooned with nasty thorns,
or a movie star’s feckless children
cashing in the family moniker
like a golden casino chip,
or a politician’s pretentious prodigy
strutting short on the world stage,
or a rosey-cheeked nephew stopping
by on a break from college,
or just something honeysuckle in the air
that renews your desperate need to fly
in your fevered dreams,
or even those damn weeds snaking
from the fissures they created
in your driveway --
once the days have slid past the Ides
and landed on March 21st,
an inexorable metamorphosis overrides
the dun doldrums of winter’s blight;
from the sad roots of dead tendrils
new life stirs, as Spring stabs
its stamen into the heart
of ailing Winter,
injecting fecund messengers
that will awaken frozen memories.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub MTB
11 comments:
I love the coming of spring season, the reawakening of life. Really enjoyed how "spring stabs its stamen into the heart of ailing Winter" Glenn.
Ah the awakening in metaphors and imagery. Beautifully done
Nice description of spring. I especially liked the "stamen" and "ailing" winter in "Spring stabs
its stamen into the heart
of ailing Winter,"
Yeah, that stabbing stamen is visceral and masterful.
I was immediately drawn to the lines:
'or just something honeysuckle in the air
that renews your desperate need to fly
in your fevered dreams'.
The power of scent to arouse feelings and emotions is very strong,a perfect choice for this poem, Glenn, especially when contrasted with:
'...those damn weeds snaking
from the fissures they created
in your driveway';
and then:
'from the sad roots of dead tendrils
new life stirs, as Spring stabs
its stamen into the heart
of ailing Winter'.
Wow!
April being the cruellest month and all that...
The whole poem is beautiful but I especially liked these lines:
"from the sad roots of dead tendrils
new life stirs, as Spring stabs
its stamen into the heart
of ailing Winter,"
I love how you described the way all changes with those spring changes, the enjambment between the couplets add so much.
I enjoyed the stabbing of the stamen. Awesome write, Glenn!
Rebirth...and ressurection. Seasonally renewed! A testament to hope in the midst of a witness to cynicism. All with punctuation that nails it!
It was lovely to think of spring in this heat we have had and I loved the memory of the frozen winter.
"injecting fecund messengers
that will awaken frozen memories."
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