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Connected

April 13, 2013

White set against eternal blue

A robin dances on verdant green with expectation

West winds blow cool against my skin

Goosebumps rise.

Beneath me the world spins

and I spin with it

Unaware.

Dirt and rock and fire then rock and dirt again

until it comes out the other side

and the bottoms of our feet meet.

We are the same, you and I.

Connected.

Our words strange in untuned ears

The color of your skin compliments mine

and mine yours

as we stand spinning on this ball

Unaware.

Yet, connected.

Flesh upon earth upon rock upon fire upon rock upon earth upon flesh.

Connected.

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From → Poetry

12 Comments
  1. Great piece. The words used are excellent.

  2. Lotsa layers there.

    • I wanted to bridge the perceived distance of separation and show that we are all connected. Thanks for reading.

  3. Danka, Captain.

  4. monicabower permalink

    Very lyrical. I hear this while I read as if sung by Nick Cave.

  5. Your words are wonderfully rhythmical!

  6. Thanks for the comment, Bronator!

  7. “Flesh upon earth upon rock upon fire upon rock upon earth upon flesh.” — brilliant. Mission accomplished πŸ™‚

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