WATER LILLIES AND ADVICE

by PEGGY AYLSWORTH

Yellow, faithful in petals,
bouncing from intended green,
a surround, stemming toward the sun.

How the eye obeys its given
limits, as the curve of leaf
designs its own exactness.

What link informs another?
Beware the lays of magic,
Chaucer told his son, Lowys.

Consult the astrolabe when
rocks appear to disappear,
he said. The sun, the moon.

Their closeness to the crust caused
roiling tides that swallowed rock.
Lay sorcerers to rest, my son.




ABOUT THE POET ~
My poetry has appeared in numerous literary journals throughout the U.S. and abroad, including Beloit Poetry Journal, Poetry Salzburg Review, Yuan Yang (Hong Kong)., My work was nominated for the 2012 Pushcart Prize


Last updated February 07, 2013