Hear music and joy beyond death
the blast of light of the reeling universe
with its half-naked man and non-man.
Past the cornice
the sky of time, less empty
caressing day from finality.
A horse with two riders thundered
through a head of corn
the yellow grass whimpering at
window-pressed grimaces from a dying frog
coiled on the face of the hungry listener.
Lancing beams a constant glow to
the exploding body falling in emptiness
at their tall imposing death masks.
A contest entry
- Texas Radio And The Big Beat by word20dragon.
1100 points, ended January 8, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Feel free.
Comments
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intense
scary
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Great Write
You give me the images of being at a doors concert.
Seeing the spot lights on Jim looking like the Electric Christ as his apostels play their instruments.
Jim singing and reciting his poetry to his followers like the sermon on the mount he feeds the masses with his song and poetry and when the house lights come up we are filled with his teaching yet we still remain hungery. Great write
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Very deep, poet! Good luck in the contest!
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