Sunday, April 5, 2009

Sorry so silent...

Yeah. I haven't posted in awhile, and I apologize. It is submissions time for me; trying to get things turned in for some journals and of course the academic awards for undergrads in my program, but today is the deadline so I will slowly become more active on Blogger as summer approaches. For now, here is a poem that I wrote not too long ago. I wrote it while watching the last hurricane like the last poem I put up, but like the other it also went in a surprising direction. I had been reading a lot of William Blake and W.B. Yeats at the time so that might explain it, who knows? Enjoy.

Great Gyre

Wild winds whip and wail,
the world, held hostage
by creations fury, bends
fearful knee to the mirror
of its own destruction.

The Power that breathes
wondrous life brings death
and strife; doomed... we who
walk as gods over the earth,
trapped in mortal toil.

Stay the hand
that would end it with a supernova,
a flash of terror as indiscriminate as the wind
if the wind could blow across the earth and end.
We will do this task instead,
then perhaps we will understand
at life’s last...
Stay the hand.

By: T.J. Seale
Copyright 2008 Thomas Taylor


  1. Thomas,
    wonderful poem again, you have a way of making people think on things.

  2. Hey - powerful images. I hope you get one of the awards.