Poem -
Alien sky and the dark wind
Something’s strange about the wind today
Foreboding dead leaves gather around me
Black birds fly in tight circles, after wormwood
Moving clouds make me smile; wondering if ghosts
Of the ancient armies are on the march again;
For this blue eyed alien sky holds no sunshine
Only sackcloth, ashes and the scent of slaughter
Arrows fly down and sink into my flesh
Bleeding out pain till I have no breath left
Melting to invisibility my soul can just ascend
Leaving my dry bones behind to find and bury
I look to the aliens and ancient fables for reason
Offering my tears and high brow thoughts,
In strongest protest,
To walls of transparent clouds
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Mamma Jamma!!!....this is an Awesome write brother!!.......the imagery smolders just beneath the surface.........as your words shape the clouds and take us through the ghosts to the "walls of transparency"......beautiful flow.........beautiful thought process.......loved the ride bro........so good to see you sizzle mamma jamma..........love you brother.........smiles.........T xx
Breathtaking imagery dear Curtis!....This grabbed my attention the second I just jumped on right now...
I read this out loud to my partner so he could feel your words and as I voiced your work I was honestly captivated and could not help but give each and every word its own unique emotion.!
A huge favourite for me....An absolute beauty...!
Carey x:)