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Fishing for poetry
in Sunday's Pond
I count the hours
on church bells
I'm learning some
new syllables
from the honey-bees—
been humming
along with them
since dawn,
when a trio
of red-tailed hawk
drew back the curtains
on sunrise
Just now, a pair
of Monarchs
surf the breeze
on freshly minted wings,
powdered by pollen
and church prayer—
© by Dennis Bernstein.
Used with the author's permission.
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Dennis J Bernstein has enjoyed a long and glorious career in broadcasting, writing, and teaching. The award-winning host and producer of the syndicated radio program Flashpoints, his reporting frequently focuses on international affairs and he is a long-time champion of human rights. One of Dennis' books is a poetry collection, Special Ed: Voices from a Hidden Classroom, based on his experiences as a special education teacher in the New York City public school system. The book received the 2012 Literary Achievement Award from Artists Embassy International. Dennis' articles and essays have been widely published in magazines and newspapers. He lives in San Francisco.
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Joe Sottile:
I love the line "on freshly minted wings."
Bravo!
Posted 04/20/2012 12:03 AM
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KevinArnold:
A muted, powerful poem.
Posted 04/15/2012 12:36 PM
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marenomitchell:
This poem pulses with motion. Thanks.
Posted 04/15/2012 11:12 AM
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dotief@comcast.net:
I wish I could be there! Very nice!
Posted 04/15/2012 08:25 AM
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69Dorcas:
Reflective. I caught the suggestion of the Trinity from the three red-tails. Nicely done.
Posted 04/15/2012 07:01 AM
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