To Light the Spoken Air
Thoughts inflame as feelings stir
Words simmer yet to boil
Unspoken sparks drift through the night
A pyre still to burn
Delphian in its natural form
The smoke a treacherous friend
Words rekindle—lies cremate
The Oracle on fire
As heat restores the human soul
All prodigals return
New hope to melt the frozen dawn
And free the poet’s hand
With letters stacked and dried of doubt
Their Muse cries out your name
As dark she waits for your next breath
—to light the spoken air
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)
‘Inspired by Roberto Rodriguez’
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