an energy of change


this dark of deadly  nightshade

hammers stones

nesting in the crevice of aloof.


no partisan in crowds own distant means

belligerent and flawless

crawling through the tunnel of a dare

where water sits and bleats a plaintiff cry.


an energy of change

bouncing with the feathers of a ball

to hells own flowers

hanging with the symptoms of a plague.


to the talking wounds of Samson in a rage

how few beyond the cyclone second guess

who's mountain do we breathe

for air as pure as silk

as white as Zodiac 

as pale as milk?


picking through the sinews of a star

to somewhere far beyond

the twelve disciple bells forbidden sleep;


rising with the dead

each fourteenth day of June

hauling mirrors taller than the eyes

that walk upon the crystals of a spoon;











  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 11th, 2023 07:13
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 9
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, jarcher54.
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry and subscribe to My Poetic Side ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors Weekly news


  • Teddy.15

    Simply marvellous 🩷

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you Teddy;

    • Thomas W Case

      Fantastic. I love the abstract vibe.

      • aDarkerMind

        thank you Thomas;

        • jarcher54

          I agree wholeheartedly with Mr. Case... the cascade of playful, unexpected, and sonorous images is compelling.

        • 1 more comment

        • jarcher54

          Chilling... and HOW did you know June 14 is my birthday?

          • aDarkerMind

            a lucky guess, I guess;

            being as mine is also June 14...

            a small world.

            • jarcher54

              and (gulp) Donald John Trump!

            To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.