gene pool by Mary Frances Spencerwhen that clock
ticks biological
the gene pool
opens another lane
or two
familiar faces
personality traces
shape shifters
same eyes different colors
wide open underwater
they lap
and surface
the mirage of the precious
glimmers of hope
splash over the horizon
like jewels
sparkling new trails
in the thirsty desert
of time 11/17/2007 Author's Note: This is my "family" inspired poem. I have added 2 to this earthly mix... MFS
Posted on 11/18/2007 Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/18/07 at 06:49 AM I love the "pool" imagery and the link from "gene" to swimming (so appropriate even from the beginning before birth). The "mirage", desert sand the "sparkling" "trails"--all colorful and like rainbows of "hope"-- a gem. |
Posted by JD Clay on 11/18/07 at 04:51 PM This evolving piece gives root to a tree of metaphors, Mary Frances. Very stylish and reflective stuff! |
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/18/07 at 11:27 PM ...maryFrances, i echo kathleen, my eyes shot out at the same words-meanings, i'm a parent and grandparent and it's right on! re: a family's humanity...cool words, peace, chaz |
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