Christy Hyatt Poet I do not know?

Ambassador To Man

purple, black and darker
 than the night,
safe, within the walls 
of introversion,
the soul of man sleeps 
in fear of light,
as empty eyes keep vigil
 over life
idly reflecting back 
celestial light
as if the soul, might still  
inspired...
arise,  
to interchange with man's 
insipid mind.
but, long mired deep  
 in langorous defeat
the old ambassador              
who strove in vain 
to teach
has ceased his thrashing           
and remains asleep




Copyright ©2005 Christy S. Hyatt 
 
 

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s insipid mind.
but, long mired deep, in langorous defeat,
the old ambassador, who strove in vain, 
to teach,has ceased his thrashing and remains asleep


Christy S. Hyatt

Copyright ©2005 Christy S. Hyatt 
 
 

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