Earth is but a rounded plate that if I were to walk out on its brim
I would fall
And like the snow and the sleet and the sun that I see fall now
i would stop on the surface of a different earth quite like mine
A place built only by the hands of god, its elements are crazed
The sunami would cleanse me
my home gone giving me a fresh start to build
and the sun burning my skin
its prickled popping revealing who i truly am
I certainly hope i would not fall
ReplyDeleteThe sunami would cleanse me
ReplyDeleteDeep stuff man, real deep.
really liked this so much surrealism in your poem as there is in the picture. tres schwet
ReplyDeleteA place built only by the hands of god, its elements are crazed.
ReplyDeletei like how this shows how you feel about Earth and how God created it in weird way
I like the bigness of this poem, the way you deal with the divine, the worldly, the ferociousness of life.
ReplyDelete"and the sun burning my skin
ReplyDeleteits prickled popping revealing who i truly am"
I think the concept of burning off everything that's false to reveal who you truly are is an interesting concept, and I think this line was really well-worded.
I liked the last line. "its prickled popping"
ReplyDeleteEarth is but a rounded plate that if I were to walk out on its brim
ReplyDeleteI would fall
such a powerful way to start. forces you right away to look at the larger picture which is a common theme throughout this