Eric Cockrell

If.... (Morning Prayer) - Poem by Eric Cockrell

and if there were no more words...
and headstones smelled like feet.
if the shadow of god was just that,
and the ants declared independence.
if the moth died for the cause,
and the wolf roamed free again...
if children buried guns in sandpiles,
and women gave birth on the grass.
if the sound of leaves turning resonated,
and mountains walked at night...
if the smell of the fire was for all,
and every bowl was filled.
if the language of silence was eyes,
and our bodies became wings....

Comments about If.... (Morning Prayer) by Eric Cockrell

  • (8/30/2012 8:25:00 AM)

    If only, if only....except not sure about that giving birth on grass bit! ! ! ! we still get the nitrous oxide? ? ? ? Great feel and meaning to this.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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