Revolution
Phantom, show yourself
This darkness becomes bitter
We fly, sledge-hammered
Through that furious air
Empty brown eyes wide,
Ravenous, imposing irritation
On twisted sheets. We wait
Until those birds awake at dawn
They tear the air with brazen talons
Pecking out the eyes of the dead
And our dreams flee
In the face of daylight
Grandeur is gone
Our wealth is snatched away
And that gold crown
Is redundant now.
This darkness becomes bitter
We fly, sledge-hammered
Through that furious air
Empty brown eyes wide,
Ravenous, imposing irritation
On twisted sheets. We wait
Until those birds awake at dawn
They tear the air with brazen talons
Pecking out the eyes of the dead
And our dreams flee
In the face of daylight
Grandeur is gone
Our wealth is snatched away
And that gold crown
Is redundant now.
Labels: creative writing, dreams, poetry
posted by Louise at 10:53 pm
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