Below is the poem entitled Of a Corner Turned which was written by poet
Larson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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He carries his reminders
far beyond an empty grave,
Been searching for salvation
and the outstretched hands that save.
Was born at the beginning
in a mist that had passed through,
Seen faces of the hungry;
ev’ry single one he knew.
Some had been hung and quartered,
others cast beside the road,
Some lived in the illusions
held by hearts that be stone cold.
He worshiped at an icon
that was made of wood and steel,
Touched the face long etched with gold
though it never had been real.
Once sang songs with the martyr
who had preached of the true way
Which was hidden miles from here,
underneath a sea of clay.
The paths long been under dust
that’s come from the skies that burn,
Many have gone north from here
but so few seem to return.
Light becomes tomorrow’s dream
in the shadows of his bed,
Echoes of a yesteryear
chase the mem’ries through his head.
Knows not where he’s going to,
can’t remember where he’s been,
Circles seem so quick complete
as he comes around again.
One promise lingers distant
though appearing near somehow,
Waves of history still flow
in-between the here and now.
Angels beckon through the clouds
near the end of his last dream,
Comfort calls for him to rest
by an ever flowing stream.
Footprints from the bygone days
disappear into the night
As the new dawn comes his way
to awake his sense and sight.
A touch upon the shoulder
says he’s not been left alone;
An empty grave fades from view
as he starts his journey home.