A Walk with the Dead

...You've been climbing that tree
for quite a time now
You're wounds were healed
scars 
concealed by 
intoxicating arrogance
and I 
see you up there enjoying
elevated by the wind as it gets 
inside your head
You 
remind me of writers of 
golden tongues and 
golden pens who 
never wanted anything 
but to climb that tree 
whenever the storm gathered
While poets 
walk with the dead
enjoying
the vastness of the 
field...

Mek
Jan09

Author's Note

...Who's who?

Reviews

[gabrielle]

We live in a cruel world and sometimes our desire to succeed would lead us to the point of stepping others just to get ahead. Not good but it happens.

[Mek & the Infinite Madness]

indeed... thanks gabrielle.