Black Pelican

Hovering above cliffs,

And waterfalls when you're afraid to leap

Warding off dark, wings, sleep and sheep

Or Black pelicans manipulating the coast line

Treading where water meets shore

Heart races 1000 chariots at light speed

I asked a young man how he'd envision the future

Blurred,

The longitude and latitude of this blue Earth

When hues bursts

Spreading paint and time

Answer bold,

Told truth,

Sure,

Awake to the magnitude of the question I'd asked

Feat,

An impenetrable task

He said you only see zeroes and ones

Stout or slight

Black and white

Never in between,

As if anything his mind ever conceived wasn't obtainable

This song

This dream

Seemingly angry at what words laid before him

Disappointed in allowing myself to navigate down a tapering tunnel,

Physics,

Attempted reevaluating analytics

My hypothesis of physical spheres, a flammable frozen ice bubble of methane

Earth's been beaten with meteors and comets,

Still her wounds heal,

Tranquil,

The pollinated flower pedaling a message

Absorb holistic perspective,

Consume.

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

"Black Pelican"-Beautiful title and image melding with theme- young, immature pelicans have black feathers..insightful portrait of angry young man in this poem who only sees the world in"zeroes or ones"-.brilliant and so sad. Imagery of earth's resiliance-"still her wounds heal"-deeply felt. Love this!

[Ty]

Your reviews will be forever welcomed. A long road ahead but slowly and surely. We'll reach an influx in society's listening and adapting instead of combating.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Thank you so much my friend. Yes, I hope so!

[Nariko]

I could imagine a character standing at the edge of a cliff

[writ rajat]

Amazing topic you have took I have to learn from you kindly befriend me

[Ty]

Befriended. Thank you for your kind words sir!

[Damien Ridge]

Beautifully written... The last part there I've thought about and talked about with friends a lot, the earth has been through a lot and has still flourished. Tiny part of the art that this poem actually is. Thank you for sharing!

[Ty]

Absolutely appreciate the kind words! An exaggerated fraction of what forces we encounter but actually rings true.