Subcontinental

Subcontinental, Poem, America, Protest.

Calm

Night and day

Dusk and dawn

When love is strong

Hold tight

Wrapped like vines

Tough and long

Soulful strums

Basey beats of drums

Thrown and fetched

Returning home

Easy does it, it goes and flows

Dips and dives.

But here's what I've

Solidified in mind, 

Absorbed, it's hived

Tangled entwined

Hand delivered from the wisdom of wise

Reach, strive,

The little and tall

Shoulders of bricks and concrete,

Solid foundations.

We're tossed,

Swayed to fall

Attempted in turning back,

The churning butter

Exact

Where it's laid

As the morning light invades

Straddling currents and waves

Digital age

The brown tourist Girl

The lone ranger

Intersecting at Black Heights and Maple Brown Road

Eccentric Mavericks,

Average in fact.

Subtracted

Time's a full rotating back-flip

Raising fists

The fury

When the temperature settles to a cool as permafrost

Prevalence in patience among us

Benevolent gestures

Whatever the message

Single filed puzzle,

One piece at a time.

Reviews

[Nariko]

I like the way the lines just roll off the tongue