John Weber

Rookie (April 10,1972 / Milwaukee, WI)

Emollient - Poem by John Weber

Revelations spiral behind my eyes
when confronted with designs I despise
with cries that rise in size as wisdom dies.

Innocent prayers twist in my soul wrangle
until lust and faith conspire to tangle
each spangle in dangle that I mangle

with doubt; these panicked shouts in lungs devout
drown despite the drought hindering my sprout
to pout with clout once out roving to scout.

Your dream building steam crushes their regime
with my loving scheme brewing to redeem
the gleam supreme in cream that flows downstream.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2009



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