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Tears Are Blue
.....(photo is of the Havasu Falls in Havasu Canyon, Arizona,
deep within the crevices of the Earth, in the United States Of America)...
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Watching it all drifting away,
I am frozen, remembering her pain.
The rapists had come and gone,
Taking her beloved twins into the darkness forever,
Cutting the hearts from the children that were left,
The dagger of death,
Forcing them to witness, over and over again,
As the helpless babes tumbled into the earth from whence they came.
Dust to ashes, …ashes to dust.
And the words drift across my mind illusively,
Like a hologram,
Escaping from the crevices where the meaning of it all resides…
….the place where real freedom truly abides.
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Copyright 2002
The picture is so beautiful
The picture is so beautiful that it almost take away from the poem :p
That was sort of the whole
That was sort of the whole point. How the beauty of the truths in the crevices of our minds (ie: freedom is in the mind), are also found on the earth if we open our eyes to see them (ie: the Havasu 'Twin'Falls being in a crevice of the Earth). Ugly things happen in life, but there is also much beauty.
Coincidentally, I had returned from a trip there August 1, 2001. One month later... Thank you for commenting.
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "