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Winged I am


 

I watch the grim digging

its immovable eyes

intensity is the emptiness

their hands like tree roots sky bound

the long dead do not sweat but offer odorless oils   

primordial are their tongues and final are their hands

once more they attempt to rape your root

bring it out of the earth

and burn it

 

 

I watch the grim digging

you stand beside me, 

           ~ how could they have known

 

you, winged, love, supple as the bravery of looms of tears

down the face of a mother who has for too long born a secret final kiss

 

but never of despair

 

 

you, winged as first kiss, freed from their empty earthenless churn

           ~ how could they have known

 

 

the secret of bondage is 

to wield the shovel against the root of dreams

 

those, for winged is heart of God, winged are all the lovers

and winged by thee, am I

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 

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  • VelvetWings
    February 28

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    I love this. I want to write a really really long coment to you saying how much I love this, but... I guess I'm a little speechless. The imagery in the poem is beautiful, the words you used to describe it are nothing short of perfect. It speaks a lot to me about freedom -- people trying to take away one's freedom, but one overcoming it and so growing stronger.
    Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful piece. I am about to go check out your page to read more of your works.
    ~Sparrow


  • Antipodi
    February 28
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    wow wow this is amazing and and definately classic poetry well done poet


  • Khyxe
    February 28

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    Beautiful, with amazing imagery. Then old English is well used and your style is intricate and lovely. Beautifully penned - thanks for posting. x


  • AsIThink gold member
    February 28

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    Exceptional...

    What a marvelous telling here. So excellent to portray love in this manner. Wow...these lines leaped off of the screen at me:

    "you, winged, love, supple as the bravery of looms of tears

    down the face of a mother who has for too long born a secret final kiss


    but never of despair"

    Bravo.

    AsIThink...


  • SabaSophiya
    February 21
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    Beautiful beyond measure!!


  • Black Narcissus gold member
    February 21

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    I feel as though I'm intruding on a private conversation by reading this.

    Like the summit of a mountain I can only view and wonder.


  • Night Hope gold member
    February 20

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    Luminous



    You, my Beloved, are such a brilliant Light that gently whispers my name...& I can only ever respond...I shall post my reply to this gorgeous poem now, Danny...I love you. 

    "When Dusk Dims Slowly"

    http://www.allpoetry.com/poem/5075733




     

     

     

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