"murder your darlings.." that Endangered species every addressable last one of them they have never seen the sea smile but once Heard the Sun howl then swallow the Waters so words would not swim away the last Stand is restless in the heat there is no haven no home the dead know more than the living there is no mercy in silence
I can't make up my mind whether this poem is brilliant or just a load of jumbled thoughts. I've given it the benefit of doubt and a like.
The scorched earth policy of empire, erase all trace of evidence.
Not necessarily the empire of nations but the empire of self.
That said I also see the destruction of self in this.
Your writing is full of intrigue at the moment.
David
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Landi Cruz
Wed 8th May 2024 18:50
Thanks for the comments, Reggie's and David,
Lately I've been using any moments of my work day I can spare to steal a little solitude from the noise. It isn't winning me any friends but it does give me a chance to catch up on my reading. And, more often than not, my choice of material leans to the more gravitous so generally keeps me silent in thought.
Anyhow, this is a reflection of both those ideas I gather from reading and their effects on me.
TMI?
..wishing all a good evening 💐
PS
Apparently, 'gravitous' is not a word. But it should be...