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Swarming Highland

Written: November 06, 2023
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A swarm of herring gulls amassed
Nexus Nautilus nabbed by zealous winds,
whitening the black soil
we hold spears in our hands.
blood-stained thorns on the side
sullen squawks a skirmishing sporophyte,
dubious, grayish rumors must be buried
drave in a drizzle, drape to deities.

Installation of sentry fences
Sisyphean stones
anchor down using seal and string
flaws in the swings used by blacksmiths
Unborn burning bullion bludgeon
Savage sunless swords embryonic
Edgeless, with no reflections.

Each peak over the Edenic Steppes is sprayed,
using torn paper candles as bait
climbing scaffolds with lumber rungs
pounding of leather-heavy boots
darkened, grimacing features
Flocks failing feathers or flight.

Our hold slips on windswept
Windswept updrafts carry us away
as offspring of the royal family.

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Deb M November 7, 2023 at 1:33 PM Amazing imagery and poem Lasaad! Debx

Kim Rodrigues November 7, 2023 at 6:37 AM A lovely write! The imagery here is phenomenal! I love the variation of line length - keeps my attention. Those first four lines drew me in, packed a punch, my mind swooning with imagination! So well done, Lasaad! Fave!

Vijay Pandit November 7, 2023 at 5:15 AM Unique poetry, in your unique voice, my friend. Your muse shines in everything your write.

Ink Empress November 7, 2023 at 1:10 AM Dear Sotto, this is such a strong and powerful write that describes so much using alliterations and exquisite imagery! As always such brilliant diction and i like how you’ve also done free verse here, flows so seamlessly! I especially love the lines “ we hold spears in our hands. blood-stained thorns on the side“ soul hitting really! How moving is that and your word choices are impeccable! As always enjoyed reading your work! True art it is, whatever you weave!

Bill Baker November 6, 2023 at 4:39 PM Your imagery and descriptions are so precise it's like you were there in the battle. I felt like I was there too! Very engaging poetry, my friend. Write On! Bill

Mystic Rose Rose November 6, 2023 at 4:02 PM your voice is very clear and soothing, really enjoyed the poem and the recital Sotto

Paige Hind November 6, 2023 at 3:24 PM This is such a haunting read, Sotto. I love the part "grimacing features Flocks failing feathers or flight." Such a gift you have!