Well, there's not a prompt currently; it appears my prompt site is down so I'll just freestyle this one. Here's a poem I read this morning and really liked though.
sing now, bird of paradise; make tomorrow's sun a trifle warmer.
divest yourself from the stunning failure that was today's sunlight-
obscured, cloud cover-the past is a ledger of failures.
do as you are told. i see your majesty and raise you
brute force. the swing of a fist, the knee cap ascends-
pain, collapse the lines of clarity. perhaps a palliative is in order?
perhaps, another reminder? demands are made to be met;
your song is past due, it's nearly daybreak-
glimpsed: a vision of warmth, sunflowers extending in devotion-
it is you and you alone, singer of miracles, maker of mercy, the one
whose warbles clog the air above us. you and you alone:
open your beak and let song do the rest.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thank you for commenting. Your comment will be reviewed prior to posting.