at the feet of the sun
the wind blows
perilously devotional
a stampede of rain
ere 'flash flood hurricane'
frighteningly flirts with the houses
on the lowly hillside
opportunistic lover of the skies
that it is
grants grass the right to take over the land
an unlikely remedy of muse
beneficial to that of the spiritual endeavor
the sworn thinker in me
contemplates the construction
of each individual word
so carefully chosen
to fight in this latest war
of the pen
deeper discovery is but
the strong hold and goal
for the action of such focused engagement
even as trenches lay full
cramped with ideas for many
a grand blitzkrieg
care of the page
that never quite held back
any enemy of thought worth holding
turning on the heel of doubt
the pen quickly closes the gap
bleeding ever furiously
on the edge of uncompromised
completion
in this final push for glory
the sweating of the ink
gets generously rewarded
a medal/poem
pinned/penned
upon my chest/book.............
(written Oct. 18,2002 10pm)