Savior

Savior

A Poem by Lyr J. Thirsk

The mud, the dirt , the grime, sweet sleep

The shade of yellow trees in canyon deep

'Neath the orbless sky and angry keep

Where lady wept and crossed the edge to leap

 

Past pictured words she fell and flew

Embossed upon the midnight dew

Of yellow trees that gave the shade

In canyon deep she went forbade

 

First third of plunge she never screamed

The second felt her heart redeemed

The last too late her folly revealed

Confessed to Peter with thou she'd kneel

 

Now cast against a static noise

The voice of men, amongst the boys

Go forth, my dears and live to last

Fight hard, fight right, avenge the past

 

To run, to sludge, to beat the soil

Her dying flight the plan did foil

Into his arms she fell undead

They lived and borne a life instead

 

Father, Mother, grande and great

From loss was wrent a better fate

As scarred soldier alone to war embarked

She saved with her plunge into the dark  

 

by LJ Thirsk

© 2010 Lyr J. Thirsk


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Oh wow. It was so well written, I feel bad for trying to write a suitable review. Instead, all I can say is...waw.

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Lyr J. Thirsk

Fayetteville, NC



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A Poem by Lyr J. Thirsk