ENFLAMED

Posted on August 18, 2017 by | 3 Comments

 

 

Fires in the night flicker on different faces,
candlelit or shadows borne from torches,
glowing herds driven by separate forces:

Black & white
Love & hate
Wood & steel

of celestial guitars—how loathing
corrupts the innocent and trusting,
all the possibilities of anything more.

 

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3 responses to “ENFLAMED”

  1. Lenore Brashear | August 18, 2017 at 8:54 am | Reply

    So, so sad. What can we do about it? Poetry can move minds, if they are open.

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  2. Tom Darby | August 18, 2017 at 9:59 am | Reply

    Wow. The Charlottesville BS has you by the heart too?

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  3. Totsie Slover | August 19, 2017 at 10:53 am | Reply

    Excellent John! Sharing!

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