Sunday, 9 March 2014

Snail Slime by Lois Read

Philosophers, knightly armour shining
ride off in search
of the Holy Grail
brimming with answers
to profound questions.

Poets modestly tiptoe
noticing things
a sparkle of dew, a butterfly wing's
shadow, cast as it flies
in the late afternoon.

Philosopher-Poets wonder
if the answers perhaps
lie in the path, in the woods, in the night
in the trail of a snail
escaping the light.

Lois Read, Connecticut, USA


Crafty Green Poet said...

Lois Read, retired art teacher and painter turned poet, has produced three chapbooks of poems with watercolors and two collections of poetry. She has had poems in The Connecticut River Review and the Poetry of Yoga (vol.2) and won honorable mention in the Maria Faust sonnet contest two years ago. Her poem “Bones” was judged fifteenth out of 4000 entries is the Writers' Digest Poetry contest in 2013. Read lives in Connecticut except in the winter when she lives in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.

Unknown said...

"Snail Slime" gives me pause to look at the world differently. Thank you, Lois!