Jon Blanes

Rookie (04-10-66 / London)

For Our Dawn - Poem by Jon Blanes

I am an acolyte of
your deliquescence,
your

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I forget, remember, and forget you.
But I only have to glance
at the allegorical sky,
and you appear.

You are star
wind
moon
sun
the edge,
of possibility,
of beautiful sorrow.

Tears of flames
dance and blaze
in your amatory eyes.
Burning into a broken, cobalt sky
they cry for me
as I cry for our dawn
amidst your unbearable absence.


Comments about For Our Dawn by Jon Blanes

  • (12/17/2009 6:44:00 PM)


    I like this work. It is not popular, your work, which mine is not also. People won't understand the
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    but please continue. its refreshing to meet people similar to me.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 6, 2010


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