Kalapana - 'Home'

Poet's Notes

(Show)

Become a Premium Member and post notes and photos about your poem like Hilo Poet.

Listen to poem:

The blackened earthen ash cradles the sojourn of time with Jezebel's fingers, her lady of the night holds, retarding the new virgin's 'rites of passage' to take up its roots and birth a forest once more. Milked in grief had come before its dawn, now gone, freely beds its roots to a place where a forest already stood. Differences of the grandiose nature of the Master's plan. It is the way of Nature, no calamity, Great or small, --just change. Lap and lick my wounds except for the gorged chasm that steals the breadth of my being, now it be my respite whilst I am on earth's good time until the trumpets sounds for my soul eternal, I rest for I sipped a taste sufficient, for another to pour for when I am gone. Bosoms of Earth fills For chastity chimes the clock Its milk dries, --not sours.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.