Poem #7

Poem #7

A Poem by Keith

Howling at the black

Crying into the sea

Forgiving the night's virtues

In a dawn-breaking jubilee

Sacrificing ourselves

To the god of despair

Desiring no ill fate

Praying the gods be fair

Enveloping us

Wasting ourselves

Unredemable time

Forgiving themselves

With no idea why.

Pressing punitively forward

Seeking the goal

A form of enlightenment

Or possibly just forgetfullness,

How shall we ever know.

 

              july 95

 

 

© 2008 Keith


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this is nicely done


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Keith
Keith

Winnipeg, Canada



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Have written, in many forms, most my life. Anything which one is capable of expressing will be welcomed by another, for the furthering of their understanding. This will be accepted before judgement .. more..