Catching The Light Poem by Martin Webb

Catching The Light

Rating: 2.5


Lions angry-
frothing, seething
that courage can
kill death,
But not Time

Which is death's own mother

Grey with patience

Knowing always
the outcome

Still,

sweetly, genuinely

she smiles

With a mother's pride

Throwing her full sun- -
a sacred light
upon the savage, aging warriors

Ever resurrecting the old
within the
coming lineage

Saturday, December 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: natural,philosophical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 17 December 2017

Marty, such a great poem👍👍👍

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Martin Webb 17 December 2017

thank you for taking the time to read my work and for your kind words

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