Darren White Poet Free verse

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Meet Him Halfway

He wears his frame with dignity.
Moves amongst the throng with confidence,
   with a buoyant outlook
      that defies everything malignant.
He magnifies his letters until
     they are neon bright and shining
   messages for his eyes alone
And augments sound until
   each letter thrills like a breathless
      poem, spoken for his ears alone.

Can he see right through the covert
messages people send through
thick air like fog suffocating?
     (We think he cannot, we think he
     fails, we think he doesn't see the
     labyrinthine manipulations people
     use for information and interaction.)
Can he hear those hidden connotations
of words? 
     (We think he cannot,
     we think he fails, we think he hears 
     only one track of a multitrack tape.)

He rides his chair with poise,
 loves with afflatus, with fire, 
  animus and anima. And leaves behind
   what cannot be carried into the 
    present. But finds in the past a
     strength to fight and avenge, not
      revenge. Find justice for those 
       denied in the past and today. 

He smiles, smile with him, and
meet him halfway, he is new.

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March 15, 2017
N/A in contest: Broken Wing
Sponsor: Frank Herrera

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Anne-Marie Coreggia March 17, 2017 at 9:25 AM Your creative impulse is truly inspirational. You bring our collective unconscious to the forth and '*ride' it with poise, kindness, and hope. You truly light the way for many on your steed Darren:) Amitiés (*instead of deriding it) Darren White March 17, 2017 at 9:29 AM Anne-Marie, thank you so much for the wonderful comments you write to me. That is truly fantastic :) Salut!

Maria Williams March 17, 2017 at 12:02 AM Sorry I meant steed

Maria Williams March 16, 2017 at 11:59 PM Brave Knight, you ride your silver stead like no other, adhering to the code of honor of keeping your Faith and eschewing unfairness and meanness in true Darren style. Brilliant Poem Darren White March 17, 2017 at 12:48 AM Yes! You get it :) And thank you so much for the compliment :)

Heidi Sands March 15, 2017 at 7:38 AM What an excellent powerful poem Darren. I love the ending! Those last 3 lines are so important. :) Darren White March 15, 2017 at 8:18 AM Heidi, they are indeed. Thank you!

Lisa Ricci March 15, 2017 at 4:46 AM Darren Darren Darren. Good Morning. What can be said for this. Allow me to tell you. Wear the frame with pride. Ride the chair with strength. If you can see that and be that then all will be seen new and all will be new. I can't explain it properly but this is true. Trust me and know in your heart. The newness starts with you. This entry Darren is most beautiful and yes most emotional too. So well done entirely....... Darren White March 15, 2017 at 4:51 AM Buongiorno Lisa :) I wear my frame as if I am a knight in shining armor. Thank you so very much, I understand exactly what you are trying to say.