Cerulean Odyssey One, 5-8
5
morning soon with cobalt sunrise
scarlet banners in the sea
pockets of fog hang in the balance
weights and counterweights prepare
to launch another day of searching
shark infested mine fields await
truth contested answers sadly
alone on the road to jericho
few to hold my blistered hands
in the company of angels wishing
litanies of theosophical litigation play
the fine art of heaven’s delay
fire and brimstone lovers leap
no will to climb the canyon steep
I am Cerulean
the long distance voyager
6
ready for the fight
laden beast of burden light
guide me through the slippery night
from this no man island home
oasis of bipolar green
fed by desert venom stream
on highwires of opinion
leaving arts creative kin
drybed intelligence has been
known to catch the ferry late
artificial armour of resolve
soft underbelly convictions
dissolve
7
wasted wormwood weldwood years
accusing fingers of suspicion
lawless hands admission
grow-op shameless exhibition
cold the beaches brickyard stare
as forest giants dare
to cut the timber weeping
urban fight with rural weapons
packed in peace at last
redeem her noble past
overload a memory with compassion
for the children of her dreams
acres of wishful thinking
never end it seems
I leave to catch the seven twenty
up the river diesel steams
my soul the pen of a ready writer
on a moon of full beams
8
I search and rescue run
concrete shoes my nemesis
rhythms of a broken highway
through crowded forest streets
in an age of deliverance
cloudscapes beckon warily
longships on sky lakes
to escape the winding shores
sunrise sunsets pardon
crimes of passion thinking
touch alone my arrowsmith
robed in virgin white
restless fog and pale visions
light the valley of tears
Copyright © Gerrit Verstraete | Year Posted 2007
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