Eagle Claw Live
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What do you think of my poem?
Imagining Imaginably Imagine
More then I would have
I regard these minds
From these shallow rivers
Strong currents
Blocking everything that's fluent
I here am broken
Ending my touches
In these lit evenings
Dreaming of being
Lonely and far away from you
That shy little witch night falls
Hiking up it's skirts
Flickering the stars
Crashing out of the darknesses
Blown up in spaces thoughts could never intimate
Dreams live in these absences
In the minds of these black gods
The rising tides of shadows
Hiding obscure the vastnesses of matter
Formless in being to release
In the sables of these dark gods
Streaming out the blacknesses of the heavens
The falcon takes it's bride
Winged in its flight to the orbital end
Obsidian like the raven
In the spaces between us
I will imagine again that I have done something imaginably
The eagle shadowing talons clawing into flesh
When I should be love
I am vicious
Some exceptionally excellent images in this one! The eagle is loved also. And the falcon took the raven as a bride?
Cut this one down to the bare necessities, and it's meaning wil not change. Promise. Name of the game is revision.
Very good poem...keep this up, always with it's readers in mind...they can throw you a curve every time!
Good Morning!
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