Power surge!
Rainbow flames
sear the air
in every direction.
Outstretched arm
points to the forest.
Retreat!
Guardian of the gate
allows no entry --
go forth, and forage,
the rules have changed.
No more,
the sweet fruit of Eden.
YES...THE END BEGAN THEN AND WILL SOON CULMINATE...I HEAR THAT HOLE IN THE OZONE LAYER...GETS BIGGER AND BIGGER EVERY DAY. THANKS FOR SHARING...WELL WRITTEN. GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Power surge is an interesting line. The great cosmic power struggle where one player can change the rules seems like a stacked game. Then again, it all depends on your vantage point. Very nice.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Ron
nice rhythm to this poem, Dallas ...
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D