Minutes, pt.1-OldePunk/RamJet Poetry

RamJet Poetry

minutes

grey with anguish in pain I feel.  The known is not forever

forest red roads glitter, showing home

blind faith sea moves with the blood, whisper the moon

crowns of coins, to be here is to fall low, I think

melancholic moods shifting eyes seek the mind

at one with her brooding, universe stretches

across voiceless reaching tundras of mistakes and forgotten promises

violent emotions raging horizons burning, the bird speaks

ancient sequences that flow across lakes in darkness

spearheading the dawn, severed ties of kin, poor

boy starves with an anarchist saint, gone to the hell we all recognize

a simple smile trace wisdom taints, riding, riding on and on

to birth civilization per capita world-wide beliefs sullen

infinite symbols in finite time, student taught all of the nothings we

can share, gifts of love and survival.  Shifting moods eclipse

faces gone by, nodding in slumber’s fire, an air…

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Author: Sudden Denouement

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