L'Nass Shango Poet Verse

Spaceship Discovery

The Challenger and Columbia are gone
And you alone of the trinity
Awaits the end to dawn
Not far to go
Old crate,
Not far
At all.

The old rheumatic wires still delay
The flapless wings
A little leakage of some fluid there
A little sputtering of tears
The body is the same
Just like every sandy shore
Time wears thing away

Do you feel the constant pumping of desire
The thunder in the heart
To explode the boundaries of light
And search the crevices of dark
And yet
Each arthritic morning wheezing comes
Strapping us to bed

How far have we gone
Since we walk the moon
Yearning for the kiss of mars?
Love is a strange emotion
And just for water
We tried to blow the moon's world apart
I understand the tragedy of the moth
Not the death of the flame.

O dearest,
We will be launched again
When the storms of life are past
We will forever dock
To the station in the sky
And you and I immortal then
Shall have no more questions
Why

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David Smalling November 9, 2010 at 5:38 PM I understand your theme, and see some setting of history, beyond I will let Deborah guide me when I drool. You are a very complicated poet, but then we seem to have similar influence ... do you ever read Ezra Pound?

Debbie Guzzi November 5, 2010 at 1:07 PM Just so much longing for what was...what is...what might have been...can nothing be? Though prone does the skin not yet hunger for the fingertip? Does the eye not linger over the sherbert sweetest of sunset? I too have missed you! Light & Love