Cynthia A. Jones |

Cynthia A. Jones |

The wild salmon

Pass by in the Sound

Silent shadows surfing

The sea’s soft currents

Spawn out to the sea

Spawners home 


It is the cycle

The circular season

Old as the planet plates

Shifting on the seafloor

Yet within the circle

Linear as time


We are artists

Laying layers of oil

On the identical canvas

Tomorrow on yesterday

Daffodils on snow

Rose on thorn


We are poets

Stringing our lines

With the identical words

We collected as children

Still not grasping

Their wonder


We do not see

The canvas thicken

Or hear our own hearts

Deepen with the season

Time mellowed wine

Earth scented


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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9 Responses to Life`Cycles

  1. Morgan says:

    Beautiful Peter :)


  2. marvelous – “Old as the planet plates” = my favorite line


  3. I took the liberty of going back and reading quite a number of your older poems today after reading this one, and I am again amazed by your insight and your ability to ‘say it’ with such precise imagery. Life ‘Cycles at this moment is a favorite. Thanks again.


  4. willow1945 says:

    Lovely and evocative….


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