Poem - A Fall Exists

Sun, 21 Apr 2019 11:46:47 GMT

The poem “The Fall Exists” was inspired by a photograph by Deniz Hotamisligil. The end result seems very dark, but it is in the spirit of Deniz' comments regarding the sourced work, "I believe that what you call a fall may just be the first step that leads us to a whole new positive outcome."

The Fall Exists

The fall exists as part of life
a welcome dip from the climb
asking nothing for itself
while gravity seeks a result

angels cry for the descent
without assisting by their wings
because they know inner truths
a wish granted to the accused

reminder of the consequence
or perhaps the last request
for something less than heights
still cursed at the best of times

when the less becomes the whole
contingent on a life extolled
the end result may be the lapse
declaring nothing except the end

the substitution has been set
low for high without regret
banking on the impact’s touch
to caress away the storm

now life has been resolved
collision granting more than love
the nightmare left to only dream
of valleys found within the peace.

© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190420.

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Poem - Leaves Fall

Sun, 02 Oct 2016 02:19:22 GMT

A neighbor’s brush fire reminded me of many campfires experienced in past times during this turn of the wheel. The poem “Leaves Fall” is about a special place to my heart, one I will visit soon.

Leaves Fall

The leaves fall to the ground
orange and red in dead glory
as the smoke drifts from the fires
lit to forestall the coming chill

as the dance bears flesh to mind
warm by flame both in and out
the souls passed observe the rest
as all move in rhythm’s hand

drums played as single beat
pressing veils most see as fixed
shimmering with intent’s goal
of crossing over for a single night

to the Glen the faes return once more
invitation to visit familiar ground
never far from the sacred grove
now flit amongst the dancers there

amongst the leaves as they fall
with memories found in their repose
dancers, drummers, faes, and fires
in the face of the coming chill.

2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161001.

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