WORLD IN EXILE
In a labyrinth of lies
And misguided humor
We search the skies
For ships to appear
Our visitors glide
And part the clouds
On the moon they hide
From curious crowds
How can we smile?
When those in control
Condemn us to exile
From the galactic whole
How can we jeer?
When what seems evident
Is met with fear,
Mockery, and descent
A web of deceit
Captures the blind
It’s meant to defeat
The inquisitive mind
Escaping from me
Is the laughing cry
Or the crying glee
I look to the sky
Our people in exile
Cling to their fears
Our world in exile
Sheds not her blinders
A dizzy head swims
In a bleak horror show
Like cold winter hymns
On a rainy tableau
-D.C.
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Re: World In Exile
Thu, July 19, 2007 - 6:47 PMvery catchy cadence to this. i also like that it confounded my expectations, two lines in, when I thought this was going to be some angst-y moan-y thing. Thing it changed gear into a nicely unconventional subject. And very lyrically handled, for all that. Kudos.
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Re: World In Exile
Fri, July 20, 2007 - 1:42 PMKarmic Stream
Ripples
along the lazy stream of time
crossing the whirlwind of space
rippling crevices
in the contours of my mind.
Expecting miracles.
One day precedes the next.
I am reminded of a
faultless day in spring.
Next I know I am hauling logs
in winter
cold, icy hands and feet
dripping nose
exhausted and wilting.
There are no promises.
None to hold them to.
There are no changelings of the night
not even aliens to remove us.
There is energy
There is form
There is shadow receding
into substance.
There is here and now receding
into there and then.
There are the promises we keep
never knowing we have made them.
Ripples
shining in the sun
colours of a thousand worlds' rainbows.
Ripples quietly receding
infinitely regressing
first cause
last effect.
(c) Feb. 18, 2006 Laurie Corzett
