Open Poetry #46 |
The Nameless Tree |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
We stood like angels without eyes, Motionless, side by side The ocean cascading along the reefs of the town. I asked the child to forgive my sins So my gray hairs could bristle along the thought of no longer being shamed, No longer laying awake Wondering if I will die in the twist of fate. I asked the boy to give leniency. To the misguided, to the tormented, To the rosemary halls of the young, fatherless children That waited so long, Their eyes blinded against the white pale walls. I asked him to forgive the sins of my own, To be the lamb for the rest, The nameless martyr So the crickets could cease the winds plight of tears. To become the nameless one, A tree, for all to behold. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This is a captivating write. |
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Joe Houck Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 324california |
interesting joe |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Appreciate the comments, hope all is well Margherita. Adios Tomer |
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