quills

[BarryC]

Fingers of light wear the gloves of

an unknown river on new years as
the ghost of Robert Burns delivers
a recitation, fingers offer different
dialects in sign language.

The river's dreaming God summons
in shivering lunar silhouette the dead
lovers of Mr Burns, they are give life
by the light's acoustic bones, they
stagger the moon in their net, an owl
passes and they attach the wings of
it's future ghost. The moon sheds
three hundred and sixty five feathers
as it hovers on gloves over water.

An old poet drafts verses, a river releases
hands to deliver the newly born on this new
years day as camping eyes wait. Falling
rain is like the echoes of the blades of grass,
clouds the echo of a poets foot-steps from
his night time walks.

The feathered moon lands on Robert's hand
and demands his disparate memories, then
commands an ancient sleeping wind to release
the quill from it's pocket, old lovers raise a fire,
the wind floats the quill above the flames, Burns
articulates verse about the preservation of Scotland's
independence.

[sparky21737]

Wow, Can I just say that this a stunning piece. I loved everything about it the beautiful and vivid descriptions and imagery, the metaphors the language just everything. It is fantastic, thanks for sharing

Sparky

[Josie]

The images are so out of the range of my imagination.
'fingers offer different
dialects in sign language.'

"The moon sheds
three hundred and sixty five feathers
as it hovers on gloves over water.'

'clouds the echo of a poets foot-steps from
his night time walks."

I am anxious to read comments by others who know Robert Burn's work who can shed light on some of these passages. They are unique and puzzling.

[SilentTears]

Stunning imagery, I was absolutely transported, and the bit about Robert burns made me smile. Beautiful flow, very well done, as always Barry.

[The ghost]

Writing is my life raft on this sea of insanity.

[The ghost]

Oops o posted the above on the wrong forum. Having read this I couldn't agree more with all the replies above .
Magical.

[hidekazu inoue]

Hi: BarryC
It's a wonderful fantasy poem. I marvel at your talent.
I made poetry with gratitude for you.

"Poems"
Robert Barnes
A ghost
for moon
Rain frog back and forth
be exposed