A Lost Voice In The Wind Trying To ScreamA Poem by Scott Leea lost voice in the wind trying to scream
an invisible soothsayer lets inspiration loose upon the world
it ripples through winds caresses rivers sweeps through giant green arms surfs oceans glides deserts bloats sails a lost voice
hoping to land home
a lost voice in the wind trying to scream it gets entangled with maple leaves and rips down streets a crisp scrape follows you
free colors drift free enough to make imagination's dream enough to pull out memories from far corners the lover's touch the thrill of night the mad throng swell of countries brewing the undaunted songs written by silence scorching a million hearts for a taste of undying passion a whisper that changes lives a driving force of will that burns when night is darkest a lost voice in the wind trying to scream at the world and its complete madness
a creative phantasm running free behind the scenes
ripped loose by magic changing seasons stirring souls searching to land in passion's field and break chains free slaves create revolt
a lost voice in the wind trying to scream above chaos in our heads above machine ruled wars an invisible soothsayer who travels in the wind on a whisper waiting for the channels to clear, to strike, an undying spirit- a lost voice trying to use tools paints, words, pens, clay, guitars, drums, crayons,
all of nature
to awake souls, stir dreams, flit minds, ignite hearts, tilt worlds topple regimes, rain love, shift consciousness, lift despair and raid through lifetimes for a taste of true expression
I will always be searching for reasons to believe and dream to find connection to something more than what I see around me
more than violent tendencies more than mangled histories more than hate breed
and sordid ideas for complete destruction of races for profits
I am hanging on the battered cliff of sanity listening for a lost voice in the wind trying to scream for stifled furies, for dead justice, for everything wrong and getting worse
I am slipping and should I fall
I am hoping to vanish back into the wind and look for flame to ignite the song find the voice breathe Him in and seize the restless heart...
© 2013 Scott Lee |
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Added on June 13, 2013 Last Updated on June 13, 2013 AuthorScott LeeAshland, ORAboutIf now and then we encounter pages that explode, pages that wound, sears, tears, groans, and curses, know they came from a man with his back up, a man whose only defenses left are his words, and his w.. more..Writing
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