Past, Prime and Present,
Seem so long ago.
Merely above water
Hoping not to drown,
Sorrows that slaughter
When hope is not found
Circle around me,
At lonely door pound,
Sounds from the past
That painfully rebound,
In emptiness and sadness,
In love, that Time has drowned.
Please,Bring Peace,Poetry, divine.Heart’s expression,Souls that rhymeOpen spacesTraveling gracesOf the mind,Becoming preciousSince the dawn of timeWhen we tried to play humanThru your images,When languageReally, came aliveAnd expression traveledUnknown skies,Reaching language’sMost incredible heights!As the spiritual miracleThat never diesDeepest feelings,Glorified.
An image hardly touched,But when, my love,You love this way,One word can mean so much!
Mixed with feelingsAnd happenings,Some imaginedSome real,Or bothMakes books, poemsScripts and filmsA desired world,A place to goWhen around us,The real becomesToo real,And we can’tStand it, anymore.
And political men,Could not put the Empire,Together again.
Corruption, Lies, Rumble!The Country will Tumble,All Empires Do.
Poetry,MechanicallyUnaware,Try writing a poemWithout inspiration,You won’t getAnywhere!
