Poetry Blog by Chris Hubbard (darkness)

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Lie to Me

Lie to Me

When the halyard raps the empty staff

and the hurricane screams its rage,

and the water-mountains heave and crash

in their spume-flecked valleys chained,

and I look upon this wild expanse

shouting fury for my pleas,

and ask in dread “Do we stand a chance?”

Please, oh please take pity ….

…. lie to me.

 

When darkness infiltrates my being,

seeps silent t...

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Australia Centurion

Australia Centurion

 

Heidelberg light, hard edged;

not sharp-cutting wire

knifed thru fractured mica.

as old canvas turns

 

gold to sepia, brown to aged

ebony, in descending years

gone back, down, away,

 

to where we survive

 

and lie cocooned – like pupae

of paper wasps

in interstices of time, locked

in desiccated people-nests.

 

alive and dy...

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