Stirring the clouds beneath my feet ~
Letting the mind sail in the drummings of caves
~Eying the molten heat simmering in a rain shower ~
Letting the wings fold like a hopeless umbrella
~Feeling the feast of chaos buried in a magic carpet ~
Letting the amplifiers break the chains of sound
~Knowing the Mayan calendar could just be a hoax ~
Letting the moment
Tomorrow
Freefall
Into yesterday ~
When leeches had a medieval,
Medical,
Scientific right
To suck blood
6 comments:
Beautiful!
Robin of mytwoblessings
Things have certainly changed, indeed.
Excellent post.
OK, this is it, I will never attempt to write poetry again. I apologize now for my feeble attempt. This is beautiful!
Lovely poetry, lots of images - don't you just love magic carpets?
Beautiful picture. Great imagery..
When leeches had a medieval,
Medical,
Scientific right
To suck blood
ah nice words of imagery :)
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