In The Dew Of The Spears

In The Dew Of The Spears short poem

Uploaded by Rod Lloyd

What might we say
when the gears grate fitfully
upon the uncertain gravel,
earth spewing emptiness
covered in grit upon the violets
delicate, that keep smiling
nevertheless? A curse
struggles with a sigh
and neither wins, defeated

Being still morning
dawning sun glints
in the dew on the spears
green, the color of bile
bitter help to cleanse our clog.
Nourish us with lettuce and thyme

Let us sand time
smooth the rough
eat the lentils of the earth
spinning away the lies,
Walk through a web
to capture the truth.
so tears dew on the lashes.
Flagellate the backyears
entering our Lent of forgiveness
eating the gritty dust of a world salad.

Say everything about nothing,
nothing about every little thing
that so sweetly is,
so long as you are praying.

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Lyptus

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I am a senior man now, Australian, married with extended family. I have been writing poetry on and off for many years, now back into it more since my retirement. I find poetry, others and mine, is a catalyst, a crystallizer of inner and outer being. I have had a interest in philosophy (Eastern and Western), anything aesthetic, and politics. I come from a psychiatric senior nursing background professionally. My poetry has improved I think, but I haven't found a way yet to share it effectively. I feel a lack of confidence with that. Fine poems are a true delight in all their forms, and I appreciate the precious deep-seeing hearts of all poets. I have adopted the writing tag of "Lyptus".
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