Artwork

I stand erect with outstretched hand Representing liberty, for many, a foreign land My fire dances an incessant jubilant glow Pungent salts mixed with glassy sand Linger on my tasting lips whilst serenading patina ed Ears I Separate tyranny from average men's fears Some may say I am mute, But I spoke in 1944, Did you hear my visceral ROAR? Blink, blink, blink "VICTORY" I delivered a delightful message highlight Dripped across the star spangled banner ed twilight Before you come to visit me, not shoes but eyes you should polish quite Diligently "Do you see the iron ore disjointed?" My right foot is LIFTED and FREE With 35 expansive eyes inserted upon 7 spiked tiers I've winked and blinked countless times over the many years I monitor 7 continents and mighty oceans vast Proclaiming Enlightened Liberty shall Last for all the bold who pass Vessel sails chatter resoundingly as they advance in the glorious wind Crescent waves rock me a lullaby but pierce my eyes, producing cataracts Stars sprinkle their luminous dust like Epsom salt enveloping weary bones Mighty storms frigidly wash a dusty old body as lightening shocks my heart I accept their infinite, whispered gratitude For I am graciously placed in this longitude and latitude word count 209