Rage

I see war, I see sand
soaked in blame.
Moonshine. Scorpions.
Skylines lost. Rage.

Towering pillars.
Threats of storm, anguish.
Insidious rain.
History in reverse.

A fetus in blood;
impossible suns.
Rage.
Waves of war.

Sunrise through the cracks.
Shattered images
in the deep blue.
Rage.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2011-03-21 at 15:00

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John Ashleigh
Very dark, yet insightful. I absolutely love your style. It is unique, and I embrace every word with an open mind. Keep writing, Bob. Can't wait to see more.

Regards,
John.
2011-03-22