The Web Poetry Corner - Frank S Rickards - Escape from a Cocktail Party
Escape from a Cocktail Party
by
Frank S Rickards
Every leaf
At this green hour
Stands pricked black
Printed neat on a night
Tinted green as the turning wave.
The barn owl
Unblinks in the cedar
And a moon,
Cool as porcelain,
Swans over the rimless dark.
Across the lawn,
In the lantern house,
I see the cocktail puppets.
They jerk and twist and shout
And gin it down
And everything is
'Absolutely FANTASTIC, darling...'
And so,
Lord of owl,
And of the stars,
And of the green night,
Accept my kinship,
And build your silence round me
Strong as a city wall.