warrior spirit broken, blood stained land, death hovering , darkness
rises
north wind blows chill fills the night air, snow blankets
a sleeping land
reality stolen, lost moments ticking hands dark times, hidden
dreams
weary souls long twisting journey, destination unknown to mankind
hope silent prayers, reaching arteries in waiting hearts,
healing begins
posted for dVerse American Sentences by Allen Ginsberg hosted by Gay
really cool lines...i would not mind some snow...
ReplyDeletethe reality stolen/hidden dreams bookends that one nicely
the weary souls/yes mankind might not know but someone does
and someone will. smiles.
Thanks Brian..I am sure someone has the answers...
Delete"...destination unknown" I think about that sometimes, that at least we know it will be pretty nice--in the end. Odd that "healing begins with prayer"--when prayer often is last rememdy we think about.
ReplyDeleteTruedessa, you truly on the mark here, good story told with seventeens!
Hi Steve, Thanks for your comment I always enjoy reading them...
DeleteI like best the lead sentence - the eyes of heaven cry......for understanding...
ReplyDeleteThanks, I thought it went well with the picture..says a lot..
DeleteDestination is really unknown. Very well penned.
ReplyDeleteThe hopeful end whence the healing begins is beautifully written.
-HA
Thank you for visiting..destiny is unknown..but, I'm with you let
Deletehealing begin..
I like the surrealism approach ~ Lovely on that end, healing begins ~
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace...
Deletethe weariness...and the healing... that's what hit me most here... really cool images...
ReplyDeleteHi Claudia, sometimes the journey can be weary for so many people..healing restores...
Deletehealing begins...~ I like it ~ good on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks...
DeleteHealing very profound. Crossed my fingers
ReplyDeleteLet us hope healing comes soon...
DeleteExcellent. Let the healing begin...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
thank you and so it should be...
DeleteThrough all the crap across the map, even yucky snow, blanketing the land below, healing can come due, but it is sure hard to push on through
ReplyDeleteJust have to push on through
Deleteor you might start feeling blue
and I wouldn't want that for you..
I do enough of that for two...
Cool that each can stand on its own...better yet the feel of each blends together with the others to tell a bigger story. ~e:p
ReplyDeleteHello,
DeleteSo nice of you to visit...It was nice to read your work again...
Fantastically written....wowzers! Let the healing begin!
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteThank you for visiting my friend..
These all stand alone yet come together to create almost a prayer like poem of hope. Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteThank you for such a lovely comment...
DeleteHealing must start after being so wounded
ReplyDeletethese phrases form a whole with their unity of spirit. Ingredients for a larger poem with such a deep agenda of mood.
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