Saturday, July 23, 2011

Yes It's Hot Here. Agony?: Perspective


crucified 


from mountains
came calamity: 
rock, snow, trees - 
into valley lives, 
out of rivers deep 
          we sleep sleep
          and sleep. 

from myriad dreams
of creation's lust 
worlds spawn, 
          turn, 
          and thrust 
as dusky fragrance 
of heaven's pace 
torments visions 
          of black black 
          space. 

this is our being, 
our minds, our 
          souls; 
a precipice of death 
and life 
never told. 
belief is cultured 
for hatreds and loss, 

for never seen 
dreams upon 
no man's 
cross. 




Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker 

4 comments:

  1. The line "belief is cultured for hatreds and loss" is so profound. I had to read this one out loud. Beautiful, Rick.

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  2. The photograph is powerful and overpowering. Where was is taken and under what circumstance!
    The line "never seen dreams" appears to represent the photograph where dreams are never to be fulfilled.

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  3. Oh Rick this is deep and carefully done... And I must agree with Lizzy about the pics... and did recited it over and over again...

    JJRod'z

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  4. sublime - hope and loss = life.
    written like a dream

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