Re: Birth ~ a plein air poem for our Spring Equinox

Re: Birth

 

            for our Spring Equinox(es)

 

First breath.

To last breath.

What flows between

is the reveling

and leveling

of living.

The many faces

and found graces

of loving.

The transcendental

moments ~

of great epiphanies,

deep ecstasies,

timeless memories.

The embodiments

of you becoming

even now

ever new,

ever free

to spring.

 

 

Colin Goedecke

on Braidburn Way

Morristown, New Jersey

March 20, 2017

 

The Lady Smiled ~ a plein air poem for the Statue of Liberty & all things liberating

The Lady Smiled

 

               for Ute Dugan on becoming an American citizen

 

When you took your oath to life,

liberty and the pursuit of happiness

today, the statue

of the colossally copper-clad lady

standing since 1886

at New York’s door

with her sunlit torch of gold,

smiled. And as she smiled,

ships of all shapes

and sizes and ages,

especially ferries and tugs,

blew whistles and horns

sky-high and bass-low.

And bells on bicycles

and church towers,

from the Battery to Gramercy

rang clearly, and joyfully.

All to salute you

and your declaration of independence,

your pledge to pursue the possibilities

and great freedoms

that come with being an American;

that belong to us as citizens;

who, us among them, welcome you

today with broad stripes and bright stars.

 

 

 

Colin Goedecke

New York City

April 2007