William Blake Beckett

Rookie - 0 Points (May 15,1995 / Denver, Colorado, United States of America)

I Ask Not For Sun - Poem by William Blake Beckett

The rocks slip under my feet.
I re-adjust my pack; now
towards the blue, open sky
belonging to birds of prey.
will I reach the craggy peak?
Not before the storm starts to
and it will it break my will? No
as encumbering liquid
from the heavens, breaking all
but my spirit; Now looking
on the valley, all shall know
I can face the flood alone

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, December 14, 2012

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