Back... and back again
I stepped into the night
and the universe
so I could see you
see your wounds
and your beauty
and all the life
teeming within you
I watched you
drifting in the void
not knowing just where
to go next
And I wondered why
you didn't just
choose to take
a different path
Perhaps you might
someday...
and then maybe
everyone will realize
They could have
done more
Could have reached out
to you sooner
But I saw you
I watched you
reaching that point
of no return
Come back planet
Come back gentle world
Before it's too late
Before nobody cares
Why do we fight you?
Why do we hate?
Why are we insistent
on turning you away?
I wait on the edge
of a broken tide
and call to those
who will hear your cry
(August 17th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
