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Ploughshare
( After Billy Collins )
Observing an ocean of rain—
so many fishtails, hydroplaning
amid a merriment of muddy streets
reflections quaver under light—
deadwood trash washed out
to the air by waning wind
—commuters, rippling
toward landing places
I press on despite the storm;
its downpour uterin warm
—the alchemy of each breath
a gift terraforming myself—
in the recourse of clouds I realize
every departure is an undergone act—
every step-toward an eternal record
burrowing deep inside ourselves
—while Life’s plow point carves
now-fertile seeds into once-fallow fields
awaiting future yields 'of everything
and nothing at once'
~
#BillyCollins
Observing an ocean of rain—
so many fishtails, hydroplaning
amid a merriment of muddy streets
reflections quaver under light—
deadwood trash washed out
to the air by waning wind
—commuters, rippling
toward landing places
I press on despite the storm;
its downpour uterin warm
—the alchemy of each breath
a gift terraforming myself—
in the recourse of clouds I realize
every departure is an undergone act—
every step-toward an eternal record
burrowing deep inside ourselves
—while Life’s plow point carves
now-fertile seeds into once-fallow fields
awaiting future yields 'of everything
and nothing at once'
~
#BillyCollins
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