Survival Poem by Barry Middleton

Survival



the words on the page
the black and the white

remind me of teardrops
and cold mountaintops

in the wide wilderness
the journey of survival

knows bruises and agony
and apathy and apogee

past the mountain peak
the way to home awaits

down below is the valley
the finale and the tally

and all that we are left
in crossing over the river

is a crumbling headstone
where words stand alone

Monday, February 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,eternity,poetry,words
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