Footsteps BreathA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)I want to be writing something to top "Metronome" right now, but I ended up writing a short, simple poem instead.
Footsteps breath At the hands of the clock The bodies of water And man’s fingers that flock From the grains of the grasslands And the fern, wheatgrass and stalks The arms of the branches The eyes of the hawk As the night sky dances A skyline of dots The heart of the country The fat of the land The blood of heavens The sweat of the sands The face of the cliffside The crown of the trees The voice of the wind And the whistling leaves As the skyscrapers trapeze The seven ebony seas The day that grows longer Than the shadow it breeds The hand painted dreams Clouds of well oiled greaves Webbing heaven’s to weave The depths which we leap Our footsteps that breathe As we bend in the breeze © 2021 R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)Author's Note
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StatsAuthorR.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)Burlington, Halton, CanadaAboutMost of my poems can be differing lengths depending on the time you want to spend reading them. You can avoid reading anything brackets, or read it all. If you want an in-between, you can read only th.. more..Writing |