Bright yellow flower <br />dazed...standing in a vase <br /> <br />tries to remember <br /> <br />a blueness of sky...lost now <br />beyond the great window pane. <br /> <br />Tries to remember <br />a joy of sweet falling rain <br /> <br />lost now on the glass <br /> <br />& yet...the memory of it <br />persists...pursues it...& yet <br /> <br />tries to remember <br />the pleasure in being a seed <br /> <br />roots reaching into <br />a sheer richness of darkness <br /> <br />& its opening into sun <br /> <br />tries...remembers the <br />playfulness of butterflies <br /> <br />clouds chasing a cloud <br />winds scattering tiny stars <br /> <br />across the beauty of a night <br /> <br />tries &...remembers <br />the wonder of a bird’s song <br /> <br />the sun forever <br />almost just...just...out of reach <br /> <br />the sudden silence <br />after the storm is gone and...and <br /> <br />flower bows its head. <br /> <br /> <br />The new young maid is scolded <br />for not changing the vase.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/turn-of-the-century-for-debbie-unable-to-sleep/
