Warren Falcon

Rookie - 418 Points (04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)

Archeology - What The Stele Says 'Upon Taking A Much Younger Lover' - Poem by Warren Falcon

I am uncovered, thin, bared upon thinner
sheets the man-ripped to many images,
torn into, landscaped to former curves.
No longer do I grieve enclosure, touching
only myself, delivered from layers.

What begins to be, earth swell, breaks
root-room open to blood means.

All hurt now stings twilight quaked into being.
Your breath falls upon me now, taut, sinew,
bruising hands, purple insides flare warrior nerves
to unknotting surprise.

Magpie dances.

Lines, veins, strung between Pole Star
and First River Mouth, an embedded ruin uncovers in milk floods.
Touch gently first what has been too long concealed.

Hard touch congeals once was telling mud remolded into
“Not again. Not yet the bleeding Centurion.”
Wield roughly then through gates too long shut.

When I cry out, do not mind. Blindly ram. Do not stop.

Magpie, my keeper, is flying.


Comments about Archeology - What The Stele Says 'Upon Taking A Much Younger Lover' by Warren Falcon

  • Rookie - 145 Points Leslie Alexis (heaven Is My Home) (3/24/2011 10:37:00 AM)

    The language in this is beautiful. It's had to perfect cadence as you did in this piece. The imagery also is wonderful. I saw the bursting! beautiful write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014


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