PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

privy as I have become

to the lava of your inner core

I sense a chasm of self

awaiting a warm greeting of sorts

from my sunlit rhyme

to the meter of health

pale lecturers are we

travelers of life

cast as if out of

some ritualist's realm

whether we pause

or compare

or exchange

or laugh

each matter is turned over

and confidently shared

the moral compass

is synchronized

and the word flow

up ended

to be repaired

yet again

and it is here

that our thoughts so high

collide with the page

stabbed by the pen

while being  excommunicated

from

just such moments

as these............

(Feb. 28, 2008 512am)