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JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

0 posted 2013-01-22 08:41 AM

I posted this quite a while ago. I feel the need to do it once again.

A cold and pitiless wind moves among us,
A current of currents rising from epochs old.
Can we sleep serenely and without fear when
Amid stirrings of horse's hoofs he smiles?
Beneath primordial moons deviously does plot,
Time is of no value, eternity has evolved.
Without the ticking sound of the life's clock,
Snorting Arabian steed's anxious for the fight.
Poised on every shore, peering into windows,
O, so stealthy, when at last the moon has hid.
And the tide washes up, deposits combatants,
They come, by air, luxury liner, banana boat.
By the soles of their feet, souls of their God,
Like residue from a growing, fanatical storm.
What blood moves through these warriors,
Which provokes bloodlust as easily as a smile?
He is there, over there, here too, right here,
Where the children are at play with yesterday's
Values, yesterday's view, yesterday's excitement?
When the tongue and eyes of the ancient ones
Speak softly, gazing upon the long awaited prize.
The thundering of million's of hoofs let loose,
Neighing a battle cry to the dead, silent old ones.
And we, well we go about our business of sanity,
Thinking we are good, we are clean, we laugh.
Calmly we do leave the doors and the windows
Ajar for our visitors who are now neighbors,
To finish the ancient martyr's settling of scores.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

Victoria

Member Ascendant

since 2000-08-12

Posts 5869

1 posted 2013-01-22 10:54 AM

A MASTERPIECE Dear Jerry...I have never read this although I have read many of your poems in your archives.Thank you for
re-posting it for people who havent read it before.

~Victoria

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
William Shakespeare

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2013-01-22 11:26 AM

I am so happy that you hadn't read this, Victoria, it has been a good long while since I posted. I wrote this one day when my thoughts were battling with themselves concerning the way the world, and our country in particular, was dealing with the terror after 9-11. This is where I wandered into.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

3 posted 2013-01-24 05:41 AM

Yes, a good time to post it again, Jerry.
Ida

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

4 posted 2013-01-24 07:55 AM

Appreciate you being here, Ida. Yes, it's time. Way past time.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

5 posted 2013-01-25 11:22 AM

Nice!
I don't remember seeing this one before, but I am sure I did. Dramatic title, penned very well.

Enjoyed the read, my friend.

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

6 posted 2013-01-25 11:48 AM

Many thanks, JL, yeah it has been quite a while before I posted this. We read so many poems from so many different people sometimes we don't retain much from them.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

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