The Water, just there...

"Dust is where all the demon activity comes from."

Thinking without time to write or rhyme,
Void of meter or base.
Rhythm,   just a chord away.

Solitude, just there.
The alter, just there.
Transformation, just there.

Yet light,  pounds, life into my heart.

Her's gone, the coffin,
Just there.

Speared, Stapled, Slumped,
 
Carved initials bury the beat,
Under the march, the cadence,
the cadence cry's ,

Into the night,
into the reverence,
two, three, four.    one, two.

Given. Enough !

Consequences, Crosses,we will bear,

This worlds divisions.

Author's Note

Quote 16: "He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it." Chapter 41, pg. 154-155 Moby Dick, Melville.

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

It is in the dust where the demons of our life - past wait to rise again when the dust settles and enough revenge pulls them out again. There are those who are never able to let the dust stay where it is, but must keep stirring it again and again, blowing hot winds of trouble o'er them. The quote from Moby Dick is perfect - sometimes it is the wrath of a nation that must be healed! The divisions hold the consequences!
Another amazing write Cliff!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Hi, I think that this is a real chest beating slammer, raging from the guts, blood flow, exemplary, simply breath taking, very well done!

There is something about your pacing which ignites sheer devotion from the reader......

[Dhaye]

"Consequences, Crosses,we will bear,
This worlds divisions."
This piece is poignant. There are realities in life that are difficult to accept but we have to.
Well-penned.

[emmajoy]

There is sadness and sadness, the giving up of a slice of bread, the surrender of a feast. That's the cruelty and tragedy of life and the hunger we feel along the way. Events occur, words raise their voices, faults recur.. there's so little calm to allow a seat somewhere on the right hand of serenity ..

Your writing raises so many thoughts and emotions.. tears can fall in the process, and do.

[Tom]

One step at a time is the sure way to get through !

An imaginative, thought proving poem well penned !

[Great Aunt Astri]

Should the second 'yes' in line 7 be 'yet'? Life pounding life into the heart even when we feel totally alone.
A lot of deep thought here and I agree, an acceptance of the crosses we bear and a recognition of the divisions of life. I enjoyed reading this poem.

[lee von cleef]

Might work better , I can't get the restaurant scene out of my head,( When Harry met Sally) so yes, Yes does bother me too.

[John]

It starts be rejecting rhythm, a return to life, and looks askance at the staging of an alter as if light and music can provide a consoling meaning. This is an inner journey to an acceptance of the crosses we have to carry and a recognition of the divisions of life that will never be wholly meaningful. Moving and thoughtful, Lee.

[Horizon K.]

acceptance, it is just there... to live, just there. the sunrise, it is just there for us to see. Can we bear it to be just so, or chase in our heads what we wish were instead ? ...Solitude, just there... peace, and living in the accepted moment is what I take from this...

[Sami Khalil]

I hear the cadence of life in your words and the echo of faith in your mind... A splendid read and write...:)