poetry is a sagacious child which candidly reveres
angelically harmonizes and sincerely agonizes
the dust is never witnessed in the terra firma
where this baby wanders, where this innocent transits
there sky up lands down
to make this infant its own son
to hand over the inheritance
the cosmos decipher this juvenile
with the sublimity of life
which is coherent from the Genesis
A contest entry
- Poetry Is... by Everwind Rising.
1800 points, ended December 22, 2007, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thought provoking piece and intriquing metaphor.
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wowowow this is awesome!
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Life....poetry is life and life is poetry...this is how I read this piece. I again am amazed by the specificity of language used by you, Poet. Poetry upon poetry...best of luck in the contest. Peace, Rhonda
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