The Week Poem by Deborah Dalton

Wistful waves
of
fronds
released
from grasps
enduring a
myriad of
oppressions

Jubilant and
ceremonious
preparations

Celebratory
revolutionary
anticipations

Communal
fellowship
with
cryptic
explanations

Exhaustion
filled
prayerful
mind
wrenching
supplications

Pointed
betrayal
Lacing
Passionate
Exhibitions

Conflict
and
discord
through
willing
extraditions

The torturous
volley
Of influential flexed
muscles
and
reputations

Barbaric
pageantry
birthed out of
degrading
and
dehumanizing
occupations

Cruelty
personified
through
dark
artistic
expressions

The explosive quiet
deadening of hopes,
silencing
a joy
rooted
in a
quest
For a
tangible
mortal
reparations

Annihilating
physical
kingdom
perceptions

Escaping
entitled
human
thought
limitations

Shedding
every
terminal layer
serving as
spirit
eternally held within
soul obstructions

Encrusted
scales
melting
earthen
visual
impairments
Revealing
the glow
of the
reality
of
ultimate
truth


Resurrection


~ D²,4.13.14,8: 57 PM