Oliver Furlong Poet Prose Poetry

Let Us Be Free

Let us be….

Let us be cast by winds 
holding on to nothing but each other’s company  
swaying this way and that, 
displaying our fragile brittle states,
seasonal winds lashing us up and down,
sun baking our skin, and rain stirring our moods 
waiting for the weather to bring us back together.
Beware how subtle the undercurrent;
our blood and sweat feeding that fermented material stream.
Oblivion upon which we have chastised ourselves to
and offered up our mortal bodies for more to die for.

Let us be …..

Let us be bred and reared to be unmanufactured
letting nothing come between you and I
in a sweeter harmony as unprocessed gifted spirits
unleashing natural expressions of growth. 
Be ready for malevolent forces encroach, sneaking in
to exploit every inch of our personal sphere
desperate to replace any natural act, with a loaded critical saw 
poised to fell us down, conspiring, preying on choices 
competing to own more of our interactions
as ammunition to be sold as a privilege 
towards our becoming shredded to dust.
Beware as it could be…but it doesn’t have to be

Let us be free….

For our inner forms are not mechanical or symmetrical
nor do they all conform to a system’s algorithm.
So, stop letting us be cast us against each other
as divisible targets against our communal spirited spheres.
Rather, untie the illusory exterior mask and grow flowers from buds
like trees from seeds, find abundance in correspondence.
The real image of you and I resides in joy and relief
as the ancient light is held in soil and leaf 
maybe dissolved in sweeter composition
kissing and stimulating at our roots, licking
healing shared wounds as love desires.

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Vijay Pandit March 2, 2018 at 7:06 PM This is intriguing, deep poetry..passionately depicted! Oliver Furlong March 3, 2018 at 8:17 AM Thanks Vijay. I appreciate that. It's not as well worked as I would have liked, and I may re-edit it a few times so it is a bit more balanced...I should probably have put it in the High Critique section first.