Pantoum: Heed the Shadows
©12-13-2013, Olan L. Smith
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Heed the shadows from the periphery and within―
The universe slides down walls casted in black
No living light emits from the black sleep's skin.
You are crushed and you perceive through shellac,
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A universe slides down walls casted in black
Laughs the joker watching tapered candles drip
You are crushed and you perceive through shellac,
Holographic images, a black-hole's workmanship
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Laughs the joker watching tapered candles drip
We are tiny specks...who hears a What?
Holographic images, a black-hole's workmanship
Incantations will not help you from inside a fragment.
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Heed the shadows from the periphery and within―
We are tiny specks...who hears a What?
Incantations will not help you from inside a fragment,
No living light emits from the black sheep's skin.
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Journey Home
PoetryJourney Home c.2013, Olan L. Smith Journey Home is a collection of poems that is a personal search for my spiritual home. I go about this search with the tools of poetry using the English language as my map. Love, peace and freedom, Olan L. Smith
