Poem: The Stillness of the Morning

Cathy Melesky Dante, 94′, is an aspiring poet and writer. She has previously published a prayer for the Catholic Climate Covenant (catholicclimatecovenant.org).

The Stillness of the Morning In Three Parts

Cicadas and katydids sing
their heat-woven songs with
bursting-forth energy
that pulses rhythm
through the morning air.

Voices, people chime
in succinct steps with
words as lovely and harsh
as daisies in the sun.

O, to pick a bouquet
of word flowers, each
petal with a letter
or two or three until
a whole new meaning blooms.

If I could just pick the words
so similarly hued as to
complement, make beautiful the
simplest of gardens.  Then
my poetry might bloom, too,
with beauty and ease.

Pick them quick before
they darken and die, seen
out of context and viewed
through sterile glass screens and vases
that don’t hold nearly
enough water to sustain.

Pick them, that their blooms might
bring hope to those lonely
and afraid.

Lapping water plays gentle music
that is good for sound sleeping.  The water
offers inquisitively to hold
our pain and suffering, to let it blow out of
our hearts and minds for a while.

Suffering bemuses and confuses it, for,
our hearts can puzzle even the deepest of lakes
and streams and rivers.

It offers
to rock us gently, a mother with
her baby in a cradle, speaking soothing
laps and splashes, inviting us
to peace.

The cry of the gull sounds
the alarm.  Warning, warning, danger
is near.

A hint of impatience in the cry, echoed
by the dog’s owner as she
drags the leash a little harder.  Wonder who
is leading here?
Who will win this
session of school?

Training.  Does it form us, nurture
us to completion?  Anchor us until
we can begin to question
on our own?

Anger bubbles rise as the gulls
fight over a piece of fish tossed
unceremoniously on the dock.

What if not enough
is all there is?

Copyright Cathy Melesky Dante.  You may not copy or publish these poems without the express consent of the author.

2 thoughts on “Poem: The Stillness of the Morning

  1. Cathy, I especially like your connection between “petals and letters.” The three parts of the poem have artfully crafted sounds, tone, and imagery. I would say you are a writer rather than an aspiring writer.

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