Untitled, original poem #39

my words not in question

human madness
so i'll spurt the seeds
clash my sword of discord
so sharpened 
 in the soft and sunken
  wormy earth

i am the burning bush
i am the light
 a trillion suns
settled still
 at the edge of the universe
bleeding and gleaming
leave whole worlds
and words unspoken
i am the violet 
 and the lillies of the field
pick me and see
pick me

Author: Transdimensional Poet

Poet, Transdimensional explorer, fisherman.

10 thoughts on “Untitled, original poem #39”

  1. Really love this one, especially the last lines, and keep coming back to it like a favourite music track – provocative, earthy, spooky and deep.. Keep mining the stellar horizon of your dreams, and sharing these riches ✌

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      1. I am so glad you are sharing your work! It is fully a pleasure to read, I just keep clicking from one of your posts to another and all are gems. πŸ™‚ Here’s to the unfolding of the words, poet friend.

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