What should I do with the watered dust?
Soak its colour
Smell the rust
Such unforgiving powder.
So I scatter
While eyes look on
To a heart that matters
Pages under rain.
But in the time that is left
I do not remember
The taste I once kept
Paid in milk and honey.
I will cherish the light
Touch the rough splinters
Hammer nails with might
Into the cross of answers.
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Written for Poets United
What a unique perspective this is, Alan. Enjoyed all that led to the last vivid stanza.
ReplyDeleteLoved this.. it looks at things in a different light
ReplyDeleteI will cherish the light.........my favorite line...very nicely worded....
ReplyDeleteCherish the light... I touched on this with a description of enlightenment. We have a common perspective.
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Your first line reeled me right in........and I adore "I will cherish the light".....and the cross of answers. Beautiful and strong.
ReplyDeleteI love: "I will cherish the light" Gorgeous poem~
ReplyDeleteI love so many lines-there is a tender feel to your words, like an intimate dance
one has with the "cross of answers".
Alan,
ReplyDeleteI loved your perspective with words, pages and connections. You have a great immagination to link your thoughts!!
Eileen
Very interesting.
ReplyDeleteAlan...Beautiful imagery...and the words and connection of course!
ReplyDeleteLove your words!
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