Vision of the ages...A Poem by stranger-n-lifeI had a vision of the night
through dawning of the day: one first was black without the white, arms wrapped around the clay. one white with blackened heart of laughter came before and followed after... Light in the darkness born at midnight from the womb was torn declared the moon by those in power sought instead to build a tower ... deaths, enigmatic ends of life, yet overcoming found new friends who work the hours all through the night for what all hearts full know is right and at the dawn the c**k calls thrice full loud again for death that's nice the sceptred dance against the dark confirms to what all hearts will hearken ...love's kingdom cast on new grounding born from the death throes now abounding © 2010 stranger-n-life |
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Added on April 5, 2010 Last Updated on April 5, 2010 Authorstranger-n-lifeLondon, Wildlands, United KingdomAboutA poet , looking inside and out for relations to the spirit of love that is so far 'above' this world ... truth of heart that tears apart the lies which many folks, for now, live by ... from which .. more..Writing
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