New Haven

New Haven

A Poem by Deron Alexis

The thunder and rain

Bleeds out all the way

Tests by fire, all the same

The meadows are here

Forever to stay

And a charming wind

Speaks for all to sway

 

I fill my lungs with air

And I shed my scales

 

The birds and the trees

Willows and olive leaves

Where lucidity swirls

Like the storm that used to be

A silent strength

And power in peace

Windsongs wrap my mind in summer’s eve

 

I accept that all else fails

And I shed my scales

 

Oh new haven please

Hide me from the storm

I’m tired of disability

My own instability

 

The numbness that’s crass

Please don’t wake me up

For I am home at last.

 



© 2013 Deron Alexis



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Literally I am home at last just few minutes back.
I took tons of fresh air in the thunderous stormy wind midst the power of lightning.
I enjoyed your poem from my perspective.
It is like a music that amuses me still now.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Deron Alexis

4 Years Ago

thanks dude
zainul

4 Years Ago

You are most welcome
reads well...some elusive visuals u have here in the mix

Posted 4 Years Ago


Deron Alexis

4 Years Ago

thanks glad it read well
Sounds like a hopeless snake Deron, or perhaps that outer layer that we all don to protect ourselves from life's storms, 'don't wake me up, for I am home at last'...what we all pray for when we feel we can't go on, peace...keep filling your lungs with air, tomorrow will hopefully be brighter.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Deron Alexis

4 Years Ago

Thanx Frieda I appreciate the read and the interpretation
in this case the outer layer is slee.. read more
Frieda P

4 Years Ago

We have to get lost in our imagination, life tends to be too difficult otherwise, and the sleep mons.. read more
my type of poem ,,,,,,,,,, like it !

Posted 4 Years Ago


Deron Alexis

4 Years Ago

thanks man

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Deron Alexis
Deron Alexis

Cunupia village, Caroni, Trinidad and Tobago



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Been gone from writers cafe a while. Dunno if im back for good. Im hoping im not as much of a little s**t as my 16 year old self was. Lets see how this goes i guess more..

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