You began a nuisance
and ended a reconnaissance;
a revolution I could never have
known the resolution to.
All that was ever to be done
was that I should join you.
Monday, 23 February 2015
Revolution
Labels:
Love,
Poetry,
Shorts,
The Complexity of Love
China
In your mind,
you'd cast me out,
the memory of me
was under pounds
and pounds of earth.
In my mind, I cannot
do the same to you;
you are the china
I cannot bear seeing
broken.
you'd cast me out,
the memory of me
was under pounds
and pounds of earth.
In my mind, I cannot
do the same to you;
you are the china
I cannot bear seeing
broken.
Labels:
Contemporary Poetry,
Love,
Poetry,
Shorts
Orion's Stars
Two faces,
in a way:
parallel.
One face
beneath—
a roof;
another,
a shadow
of a barrel.
One face,
no fear
of to-
morrow;
another,
no fear
from dying
young.
One face's
eyes ablaze;
another's
eyes closed,
never to open again.
One face's
eyes face
northward;
another
claims his
inevitable
reward—
one stands,
one lies,
it goes
to show
that these
two faces,
like Orion's
stars,
were but
perpendicular.
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