What I see now dies

What I see now dies

7 January 2017

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Words spilling

Through intent killing

She takes me

Cherished tree

Withered hearts that beg in plea

Washed in random sea

 

They walk out

Shadows tall and stout

Souls that winced

Intent rinsed

Rising red from meat that’s minced

Mind no heart convinced

 

Moons follow

Heartbeats to hollow

Willow’s seed

Murky weed

Choices made on brink of speed

We retain soft reed

 

Save me sight

Hush the renewed plight

Blinding stare

Whining glare

Flight in seconds we were there

Living in nightmare

 

Grinding blast

Dissolution fast

Wink you’re gone

On the lawn

Brittle pieces once upon

A lifeline now torn

 

They crawl slow

Shadows through the flow

Mend my eyes

Feed me lies

I once looked upon the skies

What I see now dies

 

Reading of the poem:  

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The Sound of Silence – Pat Metheny

Minuano – Pat Metheny

Last Train Home – Pat Metheny

To the End of the World – Pat Metheny

The Truth will Always Be – Pat Metheny

Always and Forever – Pat Metheny

 

Crimson Fields

Crimson Fields

30 July 2016

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Haughty manes

Shake with the terror

Of ending

Dark clinging

To the remnants of the might

Keeping up the fight

 

Face the Fate

It is above Time

Ease the grip

Lest we slip

Into brink of nothingness

Scurrying the mice

 

They bathe us

In desperation

Crimson Fields

Power wields

Strength of receding darkness

Blast preceding ice

 

Reading of the poem: 

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People – Kat Frankie