That You Would Know
That you would have seen,
that you would have known,
that you would have touched.
Then in punishment you lay
on such a thought,
which in giving takes
that is the parasite’s dream.
That what you have known
lies outside of memory,
a default crime,
by which you are judged
out of earshot.
So, we pay the dues of fantasy,
as far as we, it, buy into,
fending off the wolves
with ideas,
that were first an idea
alone.
Seek your salvation
from your peculiar God,
that seems so
and therefore is.
Hidden in walls,
a look,
a light.
We who have queued
for our dismemberment,
seeking peace,
calming our minds
against the axe-fall.
Better then to smash a cog
and at least once upon a lifetime
watch our part of the machine
spinning ineffective.
I pass this secret knowledge
to that which is now you.
© 2016 Harmesdon Rise
Harmesdon Rise
He walked all night from wayward Dartford and, seeing the lights of the tower of Margate, headed south and pitched his tent for two.
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Let your mind fly
A flight of fantasy
Look at badly chipped
Wall
Talk, tell it’s story, history
Look though others minds eyes
Listen to others story, laters type write ’em down
All around be inspired, by what you hear and see, who by chance you meet
Storys, to be seen all around you, become invisible, or visible, what ever
Stuff awaits, to be captured, by strokes of pen, by keyboard strokes
Writers, have acts to perform!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Member of poetbay.com
We saw it together,
the motion of the sun
as it framed our subtle life.
There are the distinct changes,
alliances,
waiting to come;
overlooked by punctuation.
The darkness
destroyed
by light from another place.