Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
CREATION
Day 1:
Quietly and deliberately you speak
That word rolls off the tip of your tongue
And falls.
Without a sound it spirals down
Leaving wild traces in the black,
With every shooting spark that flails
A burst of white saturates the abyss
More and more and more
Until suddenly,
All is illuminated.
Day 2:
Quietly and deliberatley you speak
The words cascade with out delay.
Then drop.
Hitting with a bounce and sinking
Deep,
The atmosphere has made it here and
By moon light it rocks
The oceans to sleep.
- Still need to finish the rest of this one, days 3-7. This is the first poem of the series : Poetry of the Bible
Quietly and deliberately you speak
That word rolls off the tip of your tongue
And falls.
Without a sound it spirals down
Leaving wild traces in the black,
With every shooting spark that flails
A burst of white saturates the abyss
More and more and more
Until suddenly,
All is illuminated.
Day 2:
Quietly and deliberatley you speak
The words cascade with out delay.
Then drop.
Hitting with a bounce and sinking
Deep,
The atmosphere has made it here and
By moon light it rocks
The oceans to sleep.
- Still need to finish the rest of this one, days 3-7. This is the first poem of the series : Poetry of the Bible
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