Sunday, November 6, 2016

lxxxiii

from hill-top to hill-top
calling,

echoing over the valley,

someday, someone will build
a city,

on the thin waves
of hunger, recognized

recognition, returned,
not yet,

redoubled, someday, the
net of desire, calling

desire--re-oriented and
re-ordered, redoubled will

rise--and reach, as it is
falling to the ears,
of us

below--will build a city of
desire broken upon

answering desire broken,
and redoubled,

and rising, the shuddering
remnants rising, sundered

reaching, such

a city built upon the empty remnants
of desire will sear the sky

irresistible, unanswerable--always
answering, unanswering, too fast

to fall, always falling--fragments
rising to fill the sky, breaking


rising to unbreakable, will
criss-cross to the sky


2 comments:

Unknown said...

What a lovely piece. You are such a talented poet my friend.. I will definitely be back to read more.
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Take care, God bless and be well :)

Unknown said...

What a lovely piece. You are such a talented poet my friend.. I will definitely be back to read more.
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Take care, God bless and be well :)