Standing alien
Even in an industrial park
Technology makes it’s mark –
A herded stallion,
Electric mare, night turning day.
Be a person who
Even in a darkening land
Revolving in both God’s hands –
Arms outstretched, wind of Hu,
Dispenses mercy, healing day.
Her refuse wagon ….
©AJDettman 2013
The words start slowly
The lubrication of my pen
Seeps and oozes from
The honeycombed cells
Of my union with Her
Letters dance in the
Hall of love’s splendour
The music of an orchestra
Of souls wraps magically
Around my heart
Publishers search for
The era’s giant standard
Here and now, I am who am
Again, deny me
Deny me, deny me
Rhythm, cadence, stanza
Building passion, sheer
Ejaculations of meaning
Catching the light of
Daring reflectivity
In the beginning
Was the Word
In the end, Their
Will be, the Word
There willed be, where tilled.
©AJDettman 13/12/13
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