it is not effortless

it is not effortless
this longing
for blood's images
to verify and melt
in halls of indifference
with no further ado
than a constant hear me

worldly blessed owls in bed
with the mighty
scurrying mice are leveled low
foursome is no more
than I in plenty

where there is a crowd
there is awe in numbers

standoff bodies like in death
what mortuaries handle
in airport chapels
a glass of dark wine
a dry biscuit
raisins under a sky
hollowed with presence




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-05-28 at 22:39

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
The first stanza spoke to me so directly, it was almost spooky! Seriously good the images in your words and how they bring about strong emotions, at least it's so for me. I get the sense of a fight and an overcoming of it, the journey not being without bumps on the way. As always, the thoughts that are prompted in my mind. You are very talented, very much enjoyed this - thanks.
2014-06-02


Rob Graber
As always, I enjoy the poet's enigmatic imagery!
2014-05-29



It is most certainly not effortless! And the imagery is fantastic.
Thanks for sharing.
2014-05-29