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into the deep
by Peter Humphreysthen
almost in time
the churches
sang
to the angelus bells
as they had in 1917
on the hill
an old general
stares
blankly
at Carnia
and the endless
Karst
the emperor
is long since gone
lizards scatter
on flat
hot stones
lovers kiss
in shadows dark
alone I walk
thought filled
poured
into the deep
the cathedral
rings
her angelus
for she
is still
asleep
06/03/2013
Author's Note: This is one of a series of poems written and set in Friuli (Italy)
Posted on 06/03/2013
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/04/13 at 11:34 AM Very nice Peter. Were you there recently or was this written some time ago? I really like the flow and the reference to 1917 which was such a "busy" time in Europe. I hope all is well with you.
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