beginning with the end,
the pencil
scratches the surface
paper soul
movement breath
words of air
the last written line
from a cloud of yesterday
raining dreams of electricity
a raging storm of thoughts
that needs the quiet dawn
the line written - the fence:
protection of today -
from chemicals in the brain
spring more memories
the violence of weak warriors
honorless
sold their soul to enter
the land of uprightness
towers erected centuries before
(since then
only peace)
until they tried to break in
disguised
looking alike in the streets at night
grey conformity the chloroform
to dupe placid citizens
and a gift
that brought a soft smile
to the loyal lips
the fire of hate
unable to placate
ire iron hurt
and burning cry
of deceit
then cool ashes
soothing
turned into paper
on which
the faithful line is written
...the lining of tomorrow
Great words, my friend, great poem it is one of the greatest I read in a while. Been missing you too, but glad I found you tonight. Happy Mother's Day in Turkey on Sunday.
a tribute to the end
the true beginning...
Says it all, and you filled it with much more!
UNFORGETTABLE!
Thought provoking and intriguing is your writing style Axilea, I feel I want to get in your head, heart and spirit!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Love, Peace, and Warm Hugs, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Reading this feels like a good, decent rain-- refreshing. My favorite line: "ire iron hurt"
--love the alliteration there, and the acrid taste of it in my brain. --Charlie
Axilea,
Time past is time present...the undercurrents of 'quartets' suggested but you make it distinctly your own, that unique voice I so admire. As always, simply excellent.
John
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
the true beginning...
Says it all, and you filled it with much more!
UNFORGETTABLE!
Thought provoking and intriguing is your writing style Axilea, I feel I want to get in your head, heart and spirit!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Love, Peace, and Warm Hugs, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
--love the alliteration there, and the acrid taste of it in my brain. --Charlie
true words of brilliance, Axilea, excellent!
honorless
And you my dear are the essence of poetic excellence.
Keith
Edwin
beginning with the end,
the pencil
scratches the surface
and the last lines:
then cool ashes
soothing
turned into paper
on which
the faithful line is written
...the lining of tomorrow
to arrive at:
a tribute to the end
the true beginning...
- David
Ron
Time past is time present...the undercurrents of 'quartets' suggested but you make it distinctly your own, that unique voice I so admire. As always, simply excellent.
John
The struggle ends in my beginning...?
-gene.
Fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.