ON THE RISE
I feel it on the rise
Boiling down just beyond
I hear it with my eyes
Scenic sounds... now they're gone
I keep it with my gifts
Set it free inside this cage
I steal it like a kiss
Shamed by glory - loved by rage
I dream it all day long
Curveless shapes and desert moss
Righteous doing wrong
Fearless doubt hopeful loss
I know it with my flesh
Surface depths and empty lust
Shaded under mesh the bird undressed
Boiling down just beyond
I hear it with my eyes
Scenic sounds... now they're gone
I keep it with my gifts
Set it free inside this cage
I steal it like a kiss
Shamed by glory - loved by rage
I dream it all day long
Curveless shapes and desert moss
Righteous doing wrong
Fearless doubt hopeful loss
I know it with my flesh
Surface depths and empty lust
Shaded under mesh the bird undressed
....... then turned to dust
Melinda Marinko
© 2003
posted by Melminda at 8/06/2005 05:50:00 PM
1 Comments:
I wonder if you realize that your poem has also been posted at http://jokerpoker.mydeardiary.com/entry.html?de_key=1761098
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