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Phil Charters

Rookie (11/05/1958 / Australia)

In The Silence Of The Tomb


Paradise,
shadows long
in the light
of a pastel morn:
shaking the sleep
from a travelers eye,
an artist palette
comes to mind.

Beautiful:
and yet
does paradise
fall aside
the travelers road
so cruel:
in the fall of dusk,
in the moonlight
hours,
souls have taken
flight.

Offending
the eyes
of a gentle being,
shame into
ones heart;
‘tis I who wrought
this tragedy:
paradise brought
undone.

Within
a paradox
shattered,
innocent bodies
lay,
open battered
bloated
dead
in the wake of
another night.

Confused
by the dazzling
light,
rolling bullbars strike;
left in a pastel
dawn,
creatures in demise;
horror betwixt
the beautiful,
human passion
paradise:

in the silence of the tomb.

Submitted: Friday, August 27, 2010

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