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فنونأغسطس 18, 2023

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فنونأغسطس 18, 2023

إعلان في أعلي التدوينة

جديد موقع علَّم نفسك

جديد علَّم نفسك ما هو ا

 

John Charley

.             stagnant place

times gone, when rivers sung

loudly-night of their loveliest songs

carrying soft, mud, heavy, all it could,

and down was that only road.

and now where the sun unblinks

where down has taken all, drainage high,

place heavier and dense, harmony outsoaked

all things, within a life that doesn't tell it all

and here's no one, he likes nothing from pain

when things, pain would cut, here and there;

tadpoles clamour, for that only breath

rays direct in puddled air, frogs out-jumped

as the injury sinks deeper of deep

into place where poetry has no scene;

waters unwashed of their secrets

excretions float, evaporation sinks

oxygen of truth, all in it being messy,

and truth naked-dry when she comes

everyone would close their eye in ears

that poetry shouldn't say it before it die.

unsuspectingly poetry would come

and see a blackjack standing nearby,

clad in green all in its little flower,then

song would only stick to the undead bloom.

©️ john charley

Fountain


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