‘CROSSING THE BAR' ONCE AGAIN...
by Satish Verma
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Rated "G" by the Author.
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TILL THIS DAY
WAR AND FEATHERS
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Beyond the gaze there is a time zone
of rumored agitation
when you cannot sleep.
You open your eyes quietly to complain.
The caretaker has prepared the shroud, .
Smoke is rising on the hills.
No body walks with you,
it is a lone journey, where
centuries throw the dust on your hallowed gifts.
The pyramid of signs, symbols, signatures,
disappear in penultimate flare.
Time to leave the waiting room.
The resurrection will take place now;
of fear; of despair; of foot steps in dark.
I will hear them, holding my breath.
Landscape will change into valley of tears.
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|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|WE ALL HAVE 'DOWN' TIMES...AND IF WE SHED SOME TEARS, THAT'S ALL RIGHT TOO...BUT...NEVER LET THAT VALLEY GET SO FULL OF TEARS THAT IT TURNS THE SOLID FOUNDATION, THAT'S NEEDED TO CLIMB UP AND OUT OF THAT VALLEY, INTO MUD. THEN WE'RE STUCK THERE, AND THAT IS NOT GOOD. WELL DONE...THE IMAGERY IN THIS UNIQUE WORK IS FANTASTIC. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS, LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
|Reviewed by Charlie
|You make the ethereal almost tangible. --Charlie|