Sunday, November 15, 2009

Icarus Reborn

Icarus Reborn

Demented by the worldly splendor of sin and self,
Flapping feebly and frail-winged into the fearful and illusory darkness,
The apocalyptic omen and harbinger of Armageddon,
He flew too near the baleful and stygian sun of disobedience,
And fallen through the smutty lie of fleshly limbs and ligaments,
Dropped broken and betrayed into the stale demise
Of Adam's Eden, an earthly paradise gone lightless and dreary.
Now new-baptised, heeding the beatifying susurrus of angel whisperings--
Reborn under the ageless and eternal shadow of Elohim's hand--
He soars anew on grace-full Love-feathered wings of Soul.

18 comments:

Excited in Florida said...

A poem from you, blogger! I will have to read it again, as one does with poetry, but aren't you great to heed our requests!

Faithful reader said...

I think the poem is wonderful, and would be an asset if printed in the Journal. Probably too erudite for the Sentinel (certainly as it is now!), but so glad you posted this for us.

London (UK) said...

Well done! I do a bit of poem writing myself, and I think I know someone with talent when I see it.
Let's see more from your pen.

L. R. said...

I didn't expect you to put on a poetic blog post so soon. But thank you for doing it. I love the message, messages it contains and will read it over and over.

Susan said...

I must say I'm impressed. You write poetry, too. And very well, in my opinion.

near Boston said...

Being that I'm such a long-time reader of your blog, I intend to print this off, take it with me to a coffee house and read it carefully. Arresting title, right off the bat.

Best from Cambridge said...

Well, blogger. You're obviously a poet as well as a fine writer of prose. I think this shows poetic skill, and I'm happy you decided to honor our requests.
Send it into the Journal, why don't you?

You're so talented said...

Love this poem! Has a lot in it, and I'm going to study it, ponder it.
Thanks much for sharing with us,

Sincerely, from Germany said...

Dear Sir (as I think of you),
I enjoyed reading your "Icarus Reborn" and I look forward to seeing more poetry you will post.
I find this poem quite well written.

William said...

What a delightful surprise I just got when I checked your blog! Very nice, and the last two lines are especially uplifting to me.
Thanks so posting...

Ohio supporter said...

Like that part, earth gone lightless and dreary. How many today can say Amen to this. They've taken the broad path Christ said leads to destruction, and will have to get back on the only way to God and all the wonderful peace and joy and blessings He wants His children to experience.
Post another poem!

Greetings from Vancouver said...

Dear Writer, now Poet:
A most thought-provoking entry, and I look forward to more from an obviously inspired lover of words.
(Even have to look up a couple myself.)

E. W. said...

Like it, like it! But I can see it's probably too cerebral for the periodicals. Would be nice if the old Journal would expand their literary horizons a bit--especially since you are clearly a dedicated Christian Scientist. (I get this from reading many of your blog posts.)
So you'll just have to send your poetry into cyberspace for the world to enjoy.

West Coast practitioner said...

I read your excellent poem last night and while thinking about it this morning, something Mary Baker Eddy wrote in her masterwork, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" came to mind: (on page 272) "It is the spiritualization of thought and christianization of daily life, in contrast with the results of the ghastly farce of material existence; it is chastity and purity, in contrast with the downward tendencies and earthward gravitation of sensualism and impurity, which really attest the divine origin and operation of Christian Science."
Your poem speaks to this, to me.

Devoted viewer said...

I've long liked your prose; now I find I enjoy your poetry. At least the one you've posted.
Do give us more, will you?

LowlyWise said...

Your poems is what a poem should be: a distillation of experience rendered into universally accessible imagery and delivered with hearfelt song. Few CS poets get it so right. I relish in particular such images as "the baleful and stygian sun of disobedience" and "grace-full Love-feathered wings of Soul" and "Dropped broken and betrayed into the stale demise/ Of Adam's Eden." But metre? It suffers from too many definite articles, "ings" and "ents" and other Latinisms. I like it very much.

Interested viewer said...

There are several lines in your poem I really like, and I'm glad you decided to share one with us. You no doubt have published many on the Internet, as good as you are.

Los Angeles area said...

Dear Blogger/Poet:
You probably teach how to write poetry as well. This contains a lot to ponder, as most good poems do. Can't be read just once.
Thanks for posting!