"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, March 10, 2014

A Breach In The Wall Of Secrets

Discovery breached
the wall of secrets
and carried tales
to listening ears.

Single footprints
have grown an army
that chokes the silence
with its dust.

Will war come
where darkness
rules the night
with crystal?

A cave of swords
sharpened on the stone
of centuries has never
faced an enemy as bold
as the greed of man.

©Susie Clevenger 2014

Hannah at Real Toads had us traveling to the Naica Mine in Mexico for inspiration. Transforming Friday With Natures Wonders


Kerry O'Connor said...

There is something about the ever-present nature of the caves, despite their secret hideaway that allows one to consider other aspects of life we prefer not to face. I am very interested how the cave of swords transposes into a contemplation of war in your poem.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

OH! MY! GOD! this is fantastic. The cave of swords, the enemy ...bold as the greed of man......killer poem, Susie. Just so good.

kaykuala said...

The crystal caves are safe until man decides to wage 'war' and disturb its slumber. Its natural beauty below the surface has been violated, Great write Susie!


Vandana Sharma said...

very mysterious................

Wordifull Melanie said...

Well said.

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