The Daylight Dissolves

b e y o n d. . . These Circles before the daylight dissolves
b e g i ns silent chantings down backwards trails to frozen wells,

faceless creatures range through fields of terrible anger
soundless violence are their claws, teeth to tear flesh from bone,

casting beams from eye to eye from limb to climb
impossible towers tilting skywords saw
through senseless curse left to rot in radio winds
catch the lot of pain in nets woven from how the world lies,

wantless reasons, actless answers only repeat themselves like plays.

b e g i n silent chantings down backwards trails to frozen wells
b e y o n d. . . These Circles before, ( the daylight dissolves .)



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2012-12-14 at 01:29

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Nathalia
Beautiful. I like how the poem comes full circle.
2012-12-14