Sunday 1 December 2019

Unsilent Reverence ( For Reuben Woolley, Poet, R.I.P )


on the edge of time
where angels and butterflies dance
abstract notions kiss horizons
carried on waves of thought
gathering up the bitterest moments
remember our dead who have flown away
though tired and restless
somehow find our way home
build new worlds out of dreams
visualise change as we dry our tears
tenderly find senses of wonder
the thirsty taste of beauty
among the rain spears and the icy winds
reach for for the currents of another tide
a thousand warm waves on a golden shore
the smouldering flame of life distinguished
deep inside the thicket of memories
with our clutches, try and make sense of it all
the night sings as waves crash and fall
beneath the crusted halo of the moon
and the open sky, the furious shoreline
a poets breathe  lives within.us all
while there is war and so much cruelty
we collectively will not remain silent .

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