unfurled intersections

unfurled intersections

 

 

 

morning glories rise

on a dew dropped dawn

 

but Old Glory weaves its understated forlorn fluttering

while what it represents

drowns in indifferent derision

 

we have to make that decision

re-seam what seems to be de-threading the flag

raise the mast

 

topple the tangent torrential insistence

inciting the arbitrary unrest

 

and let Old Glory drift high in the sky

of relevance once again

like a kite needing no strings attached

 

to return to favor

on its own.

and sew opposite skies into one.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/23/18

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

Truly lovely and uplifting thought.
If only...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jimmy.

j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

patriotic poetry explained by a man’s hand, let’s rally around our flag and find a new land!

A BEAUTY JACOB!

regards,
al

[Neville]

A magnificent write....... again I salute you and your pen.....N