Poetry from Ian Copestick

                A Flickering Flame

                        Blazing

Daffodils, daisies,

and dandelions, the

colours, yellow, and

white. Blazing against

the green background,

even when wet, and

rained upon is a sight

that gladdens my heart.

After the months of

skeletal, naked trees,

and muddy, churned up

grass, to see colours

other than grey, and green.

The beautiful pink, and

white of the cherry blossoms,

as well as the blaze of yellow, 

gold,white, and orange that make

up the flowers of the daffodils,

dandelions, and daisies uplifts

my spirit.

It confirms in me the belief in

something, even if I haven’t a

clue of what it could possibly

be.

Consciousness is both

Heaven, and Hell. We’re

going through both of them

right now.

Of that I feel quite sure.

I don’t know which religion,

if any, suits my needs, but it

doesn’t really matter.

As long as I am happy with

myself, and the world.

I can work these things out

later.

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