Last Stroke of Midnight
Last Stroke of Midnight
The last stroke of midnight chimes –
All plans stand at attention, start here,
Perfect prophecy inhales the first breath
Of winnowing starlight foretold
As you draw up to step into your blemished creation
With new lungs filled with crisp fulfillment.
Torrents of roaring grace
Smash narrow portals of garden betrayal
Eras, ages and eons of sneering dominion
Turned sideways
Genesis false victory turned upside down
Smug visages fade into imploding ego
The missing piece of the heart
Readies to vibrate again in unison
With the tenor of timeless oblations
Heaven’s plan of trembling preparation
Explodes with triumph
Through the breathless comma of anticipation
Before the simpering wraiths of wilderness
Gorges prepare to shatter, valleys get ready to level
Avalanches of obliteration make way to raze
Buttes, crumbling cliffs and ridges of desolation
Midnight’s last stroke of domination
Turns a beastly reign into a flailing whine
Eden’s new age strides into time
In beauty’s signature crossing mountaintops
Leaving incense where insolent decay
Leaves ashes of deluded victory
Sweet scented leaves overpower putrid
Advent conceived, gird in reality, released!
11-22-22
Contest: Just Before Release
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
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