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A golden rise

It was yesterday when you died At the horizon far west And your blood smothered The touching edges Of the sky and the mountain While you sank in its redness Your funeral was fairly attended By multitudes of mourning stars Uniformly dressed in black Today you resurrected At the touching edges Of the sky and the mountain far east And like a child Fresh from its mother’s womb You were covered in blood Which turned golden as you rose Your resurrection comes as a sign Of the birth of a new life It turns our darkening dreams gold It illuminates our paths And makes us see the future Awaiting beyond the horizon Yet again you will In the evening die And sink in a pool of blood At the touching edges Of the sky and the mountain far west And leave us longing For another golden rise

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 11/8/2013 8:07:00 AM
wow. your words drew me in from the first 2 lines... at first I thought it would be about the pretty rising sun...instead you took me into a whole new world that awaits the birth of the dying not for nothing, but this is a perfect 10 poem in my book...adding this to my favorite list...take care....Linda, (I'm impressed)
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Bojosi Ditshwele
Date: 11/12/2013 12:57:00 AM
Poet, thank you so much. To hear words like that coming from your is a great honor; i feel inspired.
Date: 10/28/2011 1:59:00 AM
Each day is new and we should rejoice. Well written Bojosi. I picture the red and golds of your lovely poem...Margaret
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Date: 10/24/2011 5:49:00 AM
I am so happy to see the Soup back up and thrilled to be able to read your wonderful poetry Bojosi. May you have an exciting week filled with new found inspiration. Love, Carol
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