Short Wilding Poems
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I've wandered long through the wilding storm
And many all-night the cold,
To meet the turn of the sudden road
And ever the Word behold.
Engulfed in you and I
As you and I faithfully
Wilding the test of time
For since the creation of time,
They said that her love was blind
I'm just saying,
I'm part of her first creations
But that doesn't mean that she's there,
Where patience stares looking down on you and I
Hoping the gracious Creator looks over me
I stow in solitude
where wilding grow
gazing at the stars across
the calm space filled
of nostalgic moonlight
awe-inspiring days
at which point you were
the foremost of me
& in which spot I was the best
of you
whilst sloppy husk
catch my tears
of visions
to float ethereally
beyond
gloaming skies
within your
Warm embrace
Written: August 28, 2022
I'm with you- marching, searching for blooms amidst the weeds
You have my white heart-in your hands.
Until you start
looting
burning
shooting
"wilding" for white hearts to tear out.
The only slave master you have now is hate.
Which tethers the many minds of kindness.
Whips the back, shackles the soul until it turns black.
Hate is a knee to the neck of peace...
The only slave master you have now is hate,
and it owns you.
I saw the raven night withdrawn
as scarlet of a peacock dawn
arose atop the crested east
and as the bleeding scape increased
one feral star I wished upon.
I prayed for summer fire to yawn
across my salamander lawn--
lay low the winter's ice-fanged beast.
But even now gold hours are gone,
September's afternoons are drawn
away to Autumn's umber feast,
its shadows porcupine released
as further strays the wilding fawn.
10/9/17