rumble me a moment of beauty

...  thoughts on life and the earth

 

 

rumble me 

a moment of beauty, 

smacked by visions

scumbled in my head.

i wept for profit unrepentant 

burning augmenting lists

of nature's dead.

  

tumble me a russian thistle,

freewheeling, thorny, 

laying waste to land.

my skin a callous 

thick and horny,

protects from truths

i cannot command. 

  

erase all sorrow

from my face.

blush me into purple glory.

i thrive on each deep groove i made

impinging depth upon my story.

  

 

Reviews

[Rich]

really good and deep poems

[felioness]

Thanks Rich!

[Rich]

no problem :)