‘Alabaster (The Statue)’ and Other Poetry by Jennifer Morgan The Society January 23, 2013 Poetry Alabaster (The Statue) I see the fineness And sense divineness From smoothest feet to marble brow A curve of lip A tilt of hip As gentle as a tempest would allow A stolen glance A lover’s trance Time holds the flowers in your hair A shy unease The world to please Show upon your visage, pale and fair Even in despair Silent hope rests there Your stilled heart longs to feel love’s fire Through another age Petal, leaf, and stage You wear the ageless beauty we desire Yearning Lift me from the daily doldrums From atmosphere so tense and terse I float above the silver cloudlets To a golden universe See the rainbows in each raindrop Long before they start to fall Dancing prisms when the sun beams Reflect into a glistening hall The room, alight with song and laughter Fills me, yet I shed a tear The silken thread that lifts me, binds me And I am still tethered here So back down to the daily drabness With atmosphere so dull and plain Underneath the silver cloudlets I look up through silver rain Jennifer Morgan lives in Eastern Washington state where she proofreads by day and is transfixed and transformed by writing and reading poetry at night. These poems are among the entries for the Society of Classical Poets’ 2012 Poetry Competition. Related Post ‘To a Red-Winged Black Bird on the Advent of Spring... To a Red-Winged Black Bird on the Advent of Spring For some a robin heralds in the Spring. Others: a crocus or a daffodil. My old man claims it’s... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.