New toy!

(forgotten now) .

The box it came in
filled with snow

in an early evening
backyard

offers now
a different delight

to his mind
this the most wonderful

present
of all

a box
of snow

as if a sky
grown heavy

had shed
itself

to be collected
in a battered box

a box
of sky

heavy and white and cold.

* * * * * * *

ENCOUNTER

This island
of leaf

floating downstream
this…way…that

captained by
some unknown insect

who stands
steadfast

unperturbed
by the waves

swamping his little craft

as I stand in his way
unexpected…giant like

who as I reach
to rescue him

flies off
with an annoyed buzz

for a second
(real close)

we see
eye to eye

then he’s gone
lost in a vast sky

I blinded by the blue
no longer able to see

it
in
it’s
immensity

see only sunlight
walking on water.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/box-of-sky-for-lyn/