There is a sublime beauty in destruction.
In the ceasing of existence
Of something that's come to be....
Expected.
A highrise imploding upon itself
The slow motion dance to the ground,
Dying in its' footprint.....
Planned.
A bridge in a far off land,
Tagged to bring mechanized death,
Dies in seriesed explosions,
Executed.
The sun setting on a fire ravaged land
Smoke swirling endlessly to the sky
The flames now envelope the heavens
Remembered.
A Love was thought forever
Now lies crumpled in its' tears
A Man rises, Howls to the skies and...
Begins again.
Wollf
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beautiful and Very thought provoking
Again, your poetry is always moving wolf. to ones heart and soul. it makes me cry.
Sorry,i havent had much time online of late... losta bs goin on w/ the ex and w/ my dad.... i am still worried bout his heart... emotionally and physically and altho he's dealing w/ it better, i dont't think he can take it. so i keep myself busy, and he keeps himself busy and i watch over him.... kinda odd to watch over ones parent but as the eldest tis my duty.
Got to go wolf... just thougt i'd drop by and say hi... so "hi" I will blog soon, and email you eventually (gotta find the comment w/ the email first :) i only have just enuff time to cut and paste or type a quick note :)
Take it easy,
from,
walkswithwolves
BEAUTIFUL and Very DEEP!
Wow.
a way with words, and better yet, thoughts! quite a wolf you are. very literate, nearly threw me for a lupus.
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