THREE BLUES ON THE DELAWARE .................................................................................................PETER MCELLHENNEY

Three Blues on The Delaware

Poem by Peter McEllhenney

The soul of the world sings in blue, sapphire Midnight cerulean stone periwinkle Aegean Egyptian steel, shadow shimmer, silver glint, Flow tide breeze and sun, musics of smooth Chaos soft violence restlessness dissolution Concord mystery beauty revelation change, My blood singing back to the singing waters.

Furious machines burning anger, fume and Rage to the choke point, ferocity of sound, From here all silence and twinkle, sweeping Slow rise and fall, rust blistered blue towers, Harp-strung, Buddha serene, light and heavy, A mountain of stone and steel engineered to Rise like thought and dance in the delicate air.

Spring has uncorked all her bottles, pours her Sparkling vintage into the coupe of May with A liberal hand. Winter’s damp gloom is swept From the vaulting sea and a convoy of cloud Blusters at full sail. I will fill my pockets with Rubies and expectations, book passage on a Perfect merchantman and trade with heaven.