петак, 25. април 2014.

We will write those poems


'Those poems I will not write
I will not write those poems.'
(Terence George Craddock)

so much unsaid
and of all the things said
so much unheard

we're a scratch on the wall
an atom of the possible
a speck of light dancing
at the tip of an iceberg

do you think it's cold

we're a brush stroke
universe unpainted
the silence of the paper dream
a flickering screen

do you think we see

we're an ocean bed
our water sleeps
a whale stoned in silence
a tsunami breath

do you think
do you really think
we can swim like that

'these poems I will not write
I will not write these poems'

still
I think you already know

all thoughts pulse through the vibrant sky
sounds echo silence and each word fades out
all words are gathered in an ocean light

where one can
finally
eventually

see no evil hear no evil think no evil feel no evil be no evil

can you hear
how rhythmic resonate restless
rising to an epiphany point

for when we come to all the ends
bathed by love
we'll ask no questions

and all poems will be written
we will write all those poems

Author Notes

Dedicated to Terence George Craddock

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