Panacea

Panacea

A Poem by Perdition

I built this raft of apple sunrise

Wept scattered skeletal mass

 

Built it fine

Hard-shelled  

Long-legged Scoletta

Da Vinci vied in lover’s talk

 

I built twice a determination

Reaching

Your hand over mine

 

Fashioned it from strain

Unusual wanting

A country where you and I resolve

Wild into the fields of bdellium

Fragrant storms

Niles to the living separate from god

 

This fierce trudge will find us bound

 

I’ve webbed feathers too for the viscous

Giving arms in wing to rise above

Harking their best of warm tiny rings

Mandalas in vision clarity

A silent town where they will dwell in glee

 

You are here beside me

And I

A breed of jaw

Nativity released

Awakened

Miles from miles inland

Sewn of nowhere

I have built this for our saving

For the children we will raise

 

Eyes that must know your softness

And the whispers from Eden’s lips

 

In the day welded by form

They will know their own treasons

They will sing peaceful calms in continents

A light over bridge laced stone

 

A raft they in bdellium too

Must construct

In older

Over sweeps of time.

© 2015 Perdition


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