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Open Poetry #30

Birth Of Clocks

Ben
Junior Member

since 2004-01-17

Posts 21

0 posted 2004-01-22 05:03 PM

Gazing into the bone on a trembling finger
Entranced by the cruel eyes of a swastika
Under the silhouette of a lingering figure
Struggling in the committed memory of laughter
As lost love sits on a burning pasture

A dejected face wearing tattered hands
Unlocks the window of past lands
Scrambling upon the puffing cadaver vessels
Torn hands clutching swaying trestles
Absconding graves of raped and rumbled structures
And smoldering fields of brutal ruptures

Tears of retaliation silent through the breeze
As the immense dance of freedom by vivid means
Is congested in the odium freeze
The sound of footsteps pounding in the head
As clocks are born through the eclipse of the dead

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2004-01-22 05:33 PM

May the immense dance of freedom find a breakthrough and spread ... so that all the pain may come to an end.
Very impressive words.
Love, Margherita

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