Humanity

Humanity

A Poem by Perdition

You were the shoulder of Gaia

The hissing clouds as mournfully they evaporated into cries

I remember how constantly I would sit alone in my tiny chair

Eyes shielded from your slang, wandering past the stairways

And into the streams of attic where you slept

 

How I loved to scratch at your eternal door

Throw beetles atop your bed as

You fed so well on the smaller things I gathered

I remember listening to how I should best sit

Listening to the rattle of your themes

Incapable of imagining the places you had stored up or

The colors of night you had abhorred come sunrise

Willfully, I called the petals into silence by your side

Touching them briefly as love and

Tossing back all such that I should live briefly and painfully in knowledge

Beneath your floor..

 

I remember the scratching, all too well

 perhaps of your skeletal whims reaching up

Clambering down into my thirsty soul,

Your plans patiently watched over me so

The product of your indolent pride

Now you have called me home again to fill your cause with reason

To place an asp, hidden inside my deserted tongue, 

And let its poison sway in trance your life once more

 

It is,

 as it always was

When white-shelled horns

Turn in bedlam to green

© 2015 Perdition


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Perdition
Revision from another life

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This is sharp, wit and intelligent write, your wisdom is pouring from every single verse. Thank you reading you is education in itself...epic

Posted 10 Years Ago


As always I am blown away by your wisdom, your depth, your Soul....
Much love my sweet Hawk.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Perdition

10 Years Ago

Thanks and Happy Holidays Canvas
Priscilla Sayers

10 Years Ago

To you as well my dear friend...
The scope of this one is vast, almost beyond belief or shall I say comprehension from a mortal point of view.

However, If we are all comprised of energy, and everything is eternal in some form or fashion of this same energy...and if we, do indeed retain some or all parts of our memories as we transition from one form to the next...one can only imagine the communication that would exist...as we journeyed...onward

And that is what struck me as I read through on a deep, emotional level. Does that make sense? I hope so!

Sending you thoughts for an especially special holiday and New Year...

Alisa :-)



Posted 10 Years Ago


Perdition

10 Years Ago

Perfect sense but where's Tesla when you need him?? Ah well, "lets ask the Axis. He knows everythi.. read more
Alisa Js

10 Years Ago

You are most welcome!! ;-)
Hello from across the very long way,

I love the feel of this and the pent up emotion inside each well placed phrase. Just wanted to stop by and say that for now.

Will return with more, once I can translate the emotions into words.

I promise.

alisa ;-0

Posted 10 Years Ago


What wonderful poem! I love it, you did a great wrote. Awesome lines with meaningful message. Keep writing because I'm looking forward for more piece from you. Let me add my friend. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Perdition

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading my write! Happy Holidays... I see you are at my old stomping grounds (poetry.com).. read more
dheekhaye

10 Years Ago

i'm a member of fanstory, writers-netwok, poetry, and the other one i forgot but it also had cafe in.. read more

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Added on December 18, 2013
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