oregonnerd: differing views

some flights

January 7, 2018 at 6:34 pm Leave a comment

some flights

in this silent, ending
moment, i survey
(passionless)
your scar-marked passage
through and past me
and wonder where
the meaning’s gone.

i’ve kissed the blade,
i’ve tasted blood, made
my last sacrifice
to the image
i made of you;
i can make no more.

you heard my song
unhearing;
my touch unfelt,
my name unknown…
i can make no answer
to the wind, the rain–
nor you.

i bend, pick up a stone
and throw it
upward.
i do not see
it land, nor care to:
i only wanted
flight.

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Allegory or not it’s also true.  Pardon me, “true”.

Entry filed under: Ancient Poetry, poetry, voices. Tags: poetry from voices, some flights.