The Wingless Gallop

The fly in Me gallops in the steps of (a) Be(es)

In a snowy  morning shouting "let me be'' 

The green borders of truth melting on April's knee

For heaven is within the reach of the poor wet coulds 

Which relate their last liquid secrets aloud 

O man , the attic of your marrow is nowhere 

Out of the dome of your eager soul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Agustin Avatar
November 6, 2024 at 6:59 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
A   Avatar
February 28, 2016 at 7:30 AM
Youssef Elharrak,, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
Elharrak Avatar
February 28, 2016 at 4:25 PM
Thank you very much dear Linda for reading my poem... It is great getting in touch with you;; Love
A  Avatar
January 5, 2016 at 1:07 PM
Youssef, enjoyed reading your poem. Hugs **SKAT**
Elharrak Avatar
January 7, 2016 at 11:49 AM
Thank you verfy much dear SKAT for you interest ;;; It is my honor to have you Keep in touch and keep creating beauty wherever you might be... Love and peace
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