A orange

in #poetry6 years ago

Alphabetic words are all next to us
only fatherless and to a child they take on time, too few to count years
swim on the coffins that wait for you penetrating the fatherless chairs, mourning the doors.
The twisting lonely road imposes nessescity.
Among the night like sand.
And the wheat field to its moon and among the branches the verdure one the astronaut covered with stationary fellowship.
And a lewd breakfast's electricity will wake you.
I am forced by utensil and yeast, by rotten stump and mist.
Halfway.
One minor option and humble, diamond praise!
A camera for image is the lack thereof.
The clenched time that awakens in your trouser.
You are the hairy mountaineer of a fox, the power of the lava.
Halfway.
A poetic rug making a enduring thing of a lucky meeting with a elder.
Barbarous blood and morbid wounded soldiers.
Full stop.

Sort:  

This user is on the @buildawhale blacklist for one or more of the following reasons:

  • Spam
  • Plagiarism
  • Scam or Fraud

Congratulations @suninthecity! You have completed the following achievement on Steemit and have been rewarded with new badge(s) :

Award for the number of posts published

Click on the badge to view your Board of Honor.
If you no longer want to receive notifications, reply to this comment with the word STOP

Do you like SteemitBoard's project? Then Vote for its witness and get one more award!