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ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

0 posted 2000-06-19 06:49 AM



The shadows of dusk hide in the young eyes of couriers,
those creaking young bones drive their engines home
into their suburb shrines, restore the curse of
desire and the order of child and their paths cross over
the path makers and the blankets of lenders
cover fixed winners. But the crisp glad faces,
the artists of skilled sleep, their glaring smiles
filled long with cool and gleaming white,
walk in green pastures beyond the streets gray lid,
beyond optics scattered in sheltered wombs,
in the high towers, where scent nor repose reaches.

Birds in the Beech trees, singing birds -
whom no shelter covers, whose small wings wander
the silvery arms of life, warbling
sweet zest, melodies that ferry love songs
to thrill the soul to the inner chambers, the old
music of the woodland trails and the flight of fall Geese
that bid adieu the scoured succulent harvest,
throw their bright voices on the future's restless ears.

Oh fiber dreamers. Oh concrete toilers
of the sad cities, messengers trapped in din halls,
in the uprising throngs of haste with the head
chiefs drawn faces of sworn allegiance -
greenwoods call, call from the struggling seeds,
show me your faces - sleep in my protest tent.

Under the coins in the wishing well
a myriad of faces hide, the faces of children
their love communion
to lacking ears, isolated time, guilded minds.

Mother's ghostly justice encircles the savage
pirates of the perfect emerald belt,
their blades of steel storming the ancient ridges
valley to valley, to the great seas, sacred
seeds, flying gypsies, left crushed on desert floors.
In the teeming roar brass ears miss the future voices
in the playground, seeds for whom they kill.

Celtrue2000@E3B1G9  

© Copyright 2000 Eric Lewis True - All Rights Reserved
Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774
Ontario, Canada
1 posted 2000-06-19 06:57 AM


Wow! Quite an image you've left in my mind Ethan ... read this one twice!  Well done!

Best wishes,
/Kit

ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
2 posted 2000-06-20 07:42 AM


Thanks Kit, Much appreciated words, I wish you the very best.
Severn
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704

3 posted 2000-06-20 09:16 AM


WOW - this is a mighty piece of work...

excellent...

"Oh fiber dreamers. Oh concrete toilers
of the sad cities, messengers trapped in din halls,
in the uprising throngs of haste with the head
chiefs drawn faces of sworn allegiance -
greenwoods call, call from the struggling seeds,
show me your faces - sleep in my protest tent"

Wonderful images here..

K

X Angel
Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521
Oregon
4 posted 2000-06-20 09:54 AM


wowsers!
this was intense!

~Heather

ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
5 posted 2000-06-20 03:09 PM


Thnak you so much Severn and X-Angel, much appreciated!
Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla
6 posted 2000-06-20 09:59 PM


ethome,
You have quite a palette, enjoyed the read.

ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
7 posted 2000-06-21 11:31 AM


Thank-you Seymour for the kind words.
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