Open Poetry #40 |
Creation's Birth |
ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Creation's Birth When red's ablaze in sunset sky, it's marble patterns catch my eye. The eerie bloom it gives the earth reminds me of Creation's Birth. Yes, I was there when all began, though not in form of earthly man. A spirit essence from high realm, seeking ship to guide it's helm. That day the heavens turned flaming red, and from the sky formed mankind's bed. A place where souls could all refresh, and sample things through human flesh. For even spirit seeks it's bounds, Creations morn’ our feeling’s found. The wind, the sun, the rain and smell, things humankind now know too well. But now I walk upon this earth, with haunting memories of my birth. These feelings gained by freedoms lost, Creation's Birth... but at what cost? Ivor G Davies The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past. [This message has been edited by ivordavies (04-20-2007 02:45 AM).] |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
very beautiful. It reminds me of driving through Arizona Desert at dusk. the scene makes you think alot. |
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