i am....
the beat of the drum
in the electric hot night.
i am the horn of the bull,
on the streets of Madrid.
i am the bofy naked,
glistening with sweat.
i am tongue and phallus,
teeth and desire's pant!
i am the river surging
through mountains and valleys.
i am the house on fire,
the wail of sirens.
i am the caw of the crow,
the screech of the owl.
i am the cross ablaze,
the lone soldier defiant.
the man at the crossroads,
who wont sell his soul.
i am hate broken,
and secret sins revealed.
i am the heart pain of need,
the wind howling at the window.
i am the moon shot down,
and oceans gone renegade.
i am the prisoner escaped,
and the pursuit of the dogs.
i am the shot fired,
and the body fallen.
i am the torch, the knife,
the scar, and the prayer...
i am! i am!
Wonderful, amazing, incredible Eric you draw everything like a magnet with your expressions and when I reaqd this poem, I am! I love it so much.
You out do yourself ever time I came back and read your poems. love it.
, I, I, I...Its always 'bout you, you, you! lol! Excellent, empowering piece of verse...I like the format, without rhyme, as I think that would siphoned the tremendous poetic thunder that outpours from each & every line.. Good poetic acumen! ~FjR~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again powerful, a war cry if their was one, I can hear the music beating to this and my desire to raise my armswide. Great Mr Cockrell