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Wrecked Perspective
A subscription of words
speaks wonder,
letters weave together
to creat art
against backdrops of
dreams and nightmares
Set under invisible
stars struggling
to speak
a language lost.
Danger lurks
behind those words,
their master strokes
combine,
tantalize readers.
We lose track
of our emotions,
levees fail
their quest
to hold back
the deluge.
Our self is captured,
held rapt,
not hostage
the way of
needing escape.
We fear flight.
We dread rescue.
We find triumph
in losing our self.
Poems of essence
reject tradition,
birth fiery desire
by
last stanza's end
line
© Hesher John
Repost from Poetizer.
speaks wonder,
letters weave together
to creat art
against backdrops of
dreams and nightmares
Set under invisible
stars struggling
to speak
a language lost.
Danger lurks
behind those words,
their master strokes
combine,
tantalize readers.
We lose track
of our emotions,
levees fail
their quest
to hold back
the deluge.
Our self is captured,
held rapt,
not hostage
the way of
needing escape.
We fear flight.
We dread rescue.
We find triumph
in losing our self.
Poems of essence
reject tradition,
birth fiery desire
by
last stanza's end
line
© Hesher John
Repost from Poetizer.
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