Roots crack concrete
Roots crack concrete
Dump blue replace green
Light component beams
Steady warm wonder brim
The tops of cascading things.
Yellow flux orange’s beauty
Widen smiles blend its back bone bent.
Creation overlapping its source
Of what it meant.
Rough white foams the night
A fleet of red floods the death bed.
Mind scar is poured unheard by abstract rivers
Forgiveness sits at the kitchen table
Where understanding widen its brand.
Westward went west fingers of men.
Chill is lean in the skin.
Distance is concentrated on a nearby hill.
Persistence out last imperfect knowledge.
Deteriorating hearts nuzzle the soul.
The original day decays into darkness.
Wash away your rapture in a pool of leaves and blood
Because without roots that world is imperfect.
The system of things like seed beds recreate
The occasion of dying to grow again.
Probe the extreme original root of stems.
Intense is the acceptance of my mood.
Loose statures in my head red their drift
Pass the artifacts stiffened with regrets.
The hard hat of moccasin steel chews
The metal of turbulent laughter.
Hard roots embellished by flowers
Wears the bone of yellow.
Indian’s feathers grunt girder
St. Louis grazing at the shore of my thighs
Zigzag twisting at my side.
Why the embodiment of peace is as hard as rock candy.
Indignation the color of heavy copper building
Permanent as tiny streams of liberty.
A parade of symmetry fifteen to passion’s power
Concern the consideration of instruments of fathers.
Impulse undress the balancing hour.
Skittish flowers with scent pursuit the wind.
Beautiful sleep glitter tomorrow.
Heaven’s repose you can only barter.
Death is a friend to life its kin,
keep your innocent passion scarlet.
Dangle your legs over the edge of your sleep.
Weep your notion above the last climb
And concrete the notion of a rhyme.
poem by David E. Patton
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