New Poem

3 Jul

Heaven’s Hive

We live and strive because

It is important not to stay sad

The insistent argument calls us

To become, overcome, come

Stand, leap, lunge, vanquish

Yet the deer must die and decay

The water in the stream flow



Standing on your promontory

Gargling your gravelly song

Throat thrust against the blue

Not bending, or stooping nor

Looking down over the abyss

You hear the song echo back

Urging you toward the next



Because the orchestra must play

It needs new notes, new arias

The symphony of blood, the dirt

And all of its smiling crawly things

Require of you a final complicity

So that when your time arrives

You may proudly join Heaven’s


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