the light we see we dont see

dusk arising



 

 


with timeless subtle majesty
the inspiration of ageless poetry
creeps her carnival of light
into the eastern sky
projecting her radiant displays
into the enchantment of luscious pink desire
which has captured so many lovers
lustful pounding hearts through every age
as first gold of dawn's bedazzlement
would besplender the eye....


......on another day
in another time.....


for today her golden light
falls upon the savaged ruins of a city landscape
cursed with the wail of a million tears
alight with fires of warfare
belching noxious stench of black smoke death
where weary, wary, devoted, 
caring, saintly souls
ply their pitiful path through
ragged remnants
of pathetic ruptured building detritus
among a hades of hideously tortured bodies
searching, ..pausing, ..listening
for signs of life's despair
faith of rescue alive in their hearts
as never before
ever moving forward
through this living hell of stolen choices
hoping, ..willing 
in subdued rage of anger
..caring

 


.....praying

 

 

as
majestic she rises
golden, pure, timeless
our light of creation

 

the light by which we may one day find our path
through this shame of darkness within mankind

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  • Fay Slimm.

    Superb - - top class writing dear D. -- this one should be read worldwide and by everyone --- - it is truly a masterpiece to read over and over.

  • Goldfinch60

    Wonderful words d a and the music suits it, strangely that music is being played on the radio while I write these words.

    Andy

  • Neville



    ... as a poet DA you have long had my respect .. now sir, you have even more of it ...

  • Doggerel Dave

    Rich, gut tearing poetry, dusk.

  • L. B. Mek

    utterly Brilliant!

  • Rocky Lagou

    Great poem! I totally enjoyed the imagery and your persuasion! A message for all! 💖

  • Michael Edwards

    A stunning read - it's all been said already by others - nothing left to add.



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