Here's Your Poem
As threatened promised:
We have drifted into emotional waters.
Here, the poet must take the helm.
When the valiant falter under the weight
of visions that force mortals
to babble of wheels within wheels
or staircases that reach to heaven.
No pontificate voice is allowed
Under such circumstances.
Only a poet may speak-
and then in a whisper.
And when the frontier is finally breached
Silence is the only proper response.
I want to dance again
at the edges of creation
and sing a word or two with the angels.
There, I care not if the words
are comprehensible to men,
I will recite my verse to God.
Adrift
We have drifted into emotional waters.
Here, the poet must take the helm.
When the valiant falter under the weight
of visions that force mortals
to babble of wheels within wheels
or staircases that reach to heaven.
No pontificate voice is allowed
Under such circumstances.
Only a poet may speak-
and then in a whisper.
And when the frontier is finally breached
Silence is the only proper response.
I want to dance again
at the edges of creation
and sing a word or two with the angels.
There, I care not if the words
are comprehensible to men,
I will recite my verse to God.
Comments (2)
Pragmatist (Legacy)
I have no words. I have been touched.
Bless
Bless
mamallama (Legacy)
Very lovely.
Bravo, again.
Hugs, Tiggs
Bravo, again.
Hugs, Tiggs
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