corrodes concrete
and angels speak
in sprawling tongues.
Refine vision
in saltwater lens,
before the gates,
request astray.
Salient roots
through barren soil;
crumpled Atlas
to the weight of all.
Array the nails
to shape a crown,
with absent mounts,
a cavalry charge.
Temple shores
reached in time due,
to drink the sea,
absorb the clouds.
Blossom of blood
springs from my bones
to color these walls
in violent dawn.
I love this one. Biblical, spiritual without being overly religious. I especially love the last verse. Lyrical without a single missed beat throughout.
ReplyDeletegood call, Johnsie, thank you very much!
ReplyDeleteYou could almost replace the lyrics of the Noir Désir song with your poem and sing it. The only thing missing is a refrain. Interesting experiment.
ReplyDeleteDavid: thank you and yes, you're right on the money with the Noir Désir reference, yet, unfortunately, it's less deliberate than it may seem; my renewed passion for their music and lyrics and the ND binge listening sessions I've been pulling as of late obviously left their mark.
ReplyDelete于芷奇名: don't understand. cute links though.