Skeletal Remains Ii
In the remains of the day
Looking away into the planes
Green horizons void at the end
Of the gray dawn man washes
His façade and the pain
A bitter rain
Pride of a prodigal sun
His beloved the envision pawn
Scream of rage in the FACE of the loss
On sable sand where death had ran
Wondering in his sons lineage
Image of man watching the falling rain
Like golden mana, falling, falling
On the bones of his humanity
Logic twisted tragedy in the opening act
The genesis of the one
The rising gun the empirical sum
The running of the dark dominions sun
High, silhouetted in crosses on a mount of bone
Marking Adams Empire
Seeing the exploding light
Desolation’s Tower rise…
Seeing the remains
The truth like dried flash hanging
Living in a coil of primitive fury
Awash in delicate oils of lives toil
At the corner of an ill creation
Is the corrupted soil
Waiting for the righteous born
On sable sand raise
Fill the wells of the loss
The skeleton remains
Of a dream one once lived…
Golden
Now the runes of the earth
In the fragments of gray daylight
Long buried away…
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2022
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