Swampy Messes

Swampy Messes

 

taking flight,

knowning that what we know is,

truly nothing...

 

and as we gaze upon the earth,

from such great heights;

we will know something better than

 

tame walking on the surface

of our lame old world;

 

so why must we briefly kiss

this vast gorgeousness, only to fall back

down towards cold-blue-wakenings,

 

and tomorrow's swampy messes

 

2-28-08

 

 

Reviews

[THE BLACK SEAL]

i would agreee wit michael and go on to say that it draws nicely on the sleeper has awakened sort of mentality.

[Michael X]

A pure metaphorical description here james, the imagery is alive and vividly
colorful, written as a mind expanding, expressive portrait showing a
knowledgable introspective awareness that draws the reader to a plane
of contemplation where understanding is key, loved this image as well,
cold-blue-wakenings," as well as "taking flight" as this poem sets the
readers thoughts in flight, i think this speaks of the planet people in general
as well as the indivisual, in fate, echoing the voice of downward spiral, mike