Poems 2005

Battle

Red teeth of fury turn with noise, engines grinding rusted gears, dissatisfaction of fear, unappeased, empty hearts, worn pockets of discontent wherein clangs the bruise of loose change, sought-for compliments never paid, a deficit never erased, games for the hungry to play in the arcade of history built by pride, to create the forms for the shadows inside.

Unselfconscious beauty not seeking proofs confidence of a perennial stream, justice of seasons, undefeated tides upon the shore smoothing footprints in the sand, leveling castles of a day at play, still wind of time, sunshine raising pure drops from melting ice runs to rivers over cruel terrain, irrigates the land, builds tempests in the sky to rain upon deserted waste blows resisting dunes into proud structures of art and grace.   © 2005 Richard Sidy

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