ARAGORN TO ARWEN
i hate magnolia and beige-
you are in my time,
but mine, is the crime
in your change.
nature regenerates
without us herself,
but my self
without you, waits.
i know you meet me
all the way
in how you say-
completely,
and take to mind
my awkward
seeing forward
is wisdom kind.
being real, is conceding
we are open
and not token
when revealing-
how quiet beauty and healed scars,
survived each battle, to enjoy desires
here, now, around these fires
watching stars,
whose incandescent powers,
so flourescent
and omnipresent
mirror ours.
Copyright Strider Marcus Jones 2012 from his book Pomegranate Flesh. All Rights Reserved.
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40 Poems From POMEGRANATE FLESH by Strider Marcus Jones
PoetryThis collection of poetry features 40 of the 75 poems from my latest book Pomegranate Flesh. You are most welcome to vote and comment and follow me. The poems in this collection show Strider's gift of being able to weave words into creative and surp...