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10. fountain
by Peter Humphreysdarkly
darkly
trees
arise
the fountain
plays
its tune
I look
to you
and you
to me
a moment
not
too soon
across
the city
people
walk
the walk
they walk
for years
as Rome
beds down
its crazy
flock
and wipes
away
its tears.
06/18/2006 Posted on 06/18/2006
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 06/20/06 at 09:06 PM my favorite piece in this collection.. so beautiful! |
| Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 06/21/06 at 05:44 AM This flows like the fountain that you speak of. Beautiful. |
| Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 09/01/07 at 07:28 AM I would LOVE to know how you do that, Peter. I tried to read this against the rhythm, but it's impossible. The words fit so well together, they create the tune. Excellent! :) |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/01/07 at 07:51 PM Excellent POTD! So beautiful and soothing, but with a touch of sadness...
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 09/01/07 at 09:11 PM I love the image-link of "fountain"-"tears" -- beginning to end. I love the repetition of "darkly", it achieves so much, as the night falls, the progression, and also suggesting the meanings of the word dark to emerge--such richness. I know that feeling of trees arinsing at this time. It is a special view--they seem to rise up as if never seen before. Bringing this to Rome--where fountain-spray ongoing simgs... the specific is moving, and bespeaks the universal here.."to you and you". |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/07/07 at 06:37 PM This flows like the ink of a fountain pen. Thought provoking read Peter. Would make a great opening poem to a novel or short story. |
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