Glass winged butterflies
Mourn the inability to swim.
While leaping into breezy spaces,
Gleaming stone fish
Dream of scaling distant heights.
Foreigner and familiar stranger
Merge at the surface.
Diving into deep pools
Traps damaged flimsy wings
Magnetically toppling hardened
Steely climbers below the
Twisted parallel tracks of
Hesitantly determined trains,
Carrying infant hearts
In trembling crafted cradles.
Frightened martyrs fight boldly
For ancient queens retreating
Gracefully across wired curbs
Sporadically hopping the distance
With the ebb and flow of
Bottled diamond messages
Bobbing amidst tangled sea grasses
Under a stung blue moon.
Bumblebees laugh at the folly
Of children sliding on banisters
While Irish lasses freely ramble
Thundering fields of streaked light,
Futilely chasing wild horses into
Bloody battles crossing divides
Where dinner bells and songs are
Drown out by the clashed cry of war.
Building paper dreams
Bigger than aged airy houses
Empties celebrated cornucopias
Into frozen wastelands,
Compromising hallowed chambers
Of sheltered snow globes geared
For wiping out on black ice
Melted slowly by ringed fire.
Responsible travellers check
Burdened weight of cargo
Gingerly leaping doormats
On wings of lyrical lunacy
Waving polka-dotted flags
Over shark infested waves of
Subtle uncertainty tossing
Casually upon plastic shores.
Perch upon a rugged cliff
Consume a wedge of brutal pie
Cup hands and dip into icy
Creeks flowing through rusty cages
As energy jumps magnetic fields
Stepped down for soft landings,
Reality sparks transformation of hearts
That never wake from the dream.
Awesome.... very deep.. I am sure this could win a poetry contest..... Love ya!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Erica! This one is not destined for any contests. It is my favorite. I wrote it just because. It might not make any sense at all, but I love it.
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