The dark bodies overhead, tinged purple
from the maddened stroke.
Gripped too tightly, the blade
opened up a swath of sky:
when the rains came,
it was torrential, painting
the earth scarlet slick.
Gale exhales thunderously.
Amid the snow blown bodies, corpses
rolling spasticly: a shimmer and another;
glints of formless spherical light,
armless and forearmed against
invading Night.
Through the shredded swath of sky
red edged Misery, ageless
on two legs rears and curtseys,
a supplicant to whom in this fledgling
world, brighten; these two rosy toddlers,
cherubim, in their own right -
beaming smiles seal, mending all reality
from dead bone white, and rending red,
straight-bent, to golden eternal dawn -
vermillion and warm.
DU LIEST GERADE
A New Chapter
PoesiePoetry after the change. A new vision of disaster and spirit. Less optimistic and more.
