For A Friend

Do the creatures of deceit practice
dancing in the arms of winter
while the world drifts ever gently
onward inward and outward

gaudy forms and garish colors
define the life and times within
a world everso seldom there

people inhabit those walls
a person inhabits that wall
those spires those extensions of earth
which fall so pitifully short
even in the best of times

i wish i could give you my friend
a reason to live
but perhaps the reason was never there
to begin with

under rambling skies
flames of day collide
violently with the depth of your eyes
which never collude with others

instead embrace the gaudy and garish
in short the disgusting
which you proffer as a sacrifice to appeal
to some lower god
a minor demon which passing through
addles those closest

worlds can never be as they were
but in fact, they always are as they will be
and have been
like a coin that has gotten tossed
flipped and hit the ground
but never stopped flipping either




Poetry by grizzedram
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Written on 2013-01-16 at 04:45

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I like this poem very much, though it's hard to articulate exactly why. The final image of the coin that never stops flipping is haunting and provocative.

William
2013-01-16



You have a very fortunate friend that they have you.
Thanks for sharing. This is something we can take away and incorporate into our own friendships as well.
2013-01-16


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
to show your friend you are the friend
to listen , to hear to your friend
to be there with your friend
to show to give reason to hang on
to show your going no where
to hold your friend in your arms
to not use empty words , words
that give comfort , a smile that worms
to be a true friend , while others
well , find something urgent elsewhere
you stay remain with your friend
fore you are a true friend
Ken D Williams
2013-01-16