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
Sunday, November 6, 2016
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2 comments:
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 :)
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 :)
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