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Open Poetry #35

Untitled and Unfounded

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2005-06-02 04:17 PM

Down in a meadow where butterflies roam
there lives a young man tall, agile, and strong,
and he kindles a fire with bracken and sticks
until great balls of fire shoot into the sky
but the sky has no roof, flames spiral on up,
and heaven collapses into a pile of old ash.

Dark horizons become the norm of the day,
trees become shadows of their former selves,
and the whole damn world sinks into dismay
because heaven no longer takes up the reins.

And the colour of ash o’er lays the fields
and spreads like a plague to pedestrian trails
but watch how the footprints all lead astray
and leave not a trace of enduring grace.

Hip, hip, hurrah!  There’s no green today!
Let’s pull up a chair and get ready to pray!

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

1 posted 2005-06-02 04:26 PM

whew,,,,this was amazing, and so honest...so like pinching the reader to wake up...hugs lady, love your style...

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

2 posted 2005-06-03 03:46 AM

Lee - Yes, that's it - I must have been pinched last night. It still hurts.

SEA