A Dark Spectacle

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    A Dark Spectacle

    A dark spectacle
    under blankets of lightning
    I’m entwined with its power
    the storm so enticing
    Smash in the windows
    lest desire sheppherds pain
    Be they those warm salty tears
    we all know as rain?
    Let the skies bruise and swell
    amid this harrowing work of Art
    so that with the first sacred raindrop
    a tempest may start
    They detest the mighty hail
    and the wild screaming wind
    To me they’re but an orchestra
    of symphonies and hymns
    The lightning, our photographer
    as the creeping dusk falls
    And the mighty clash of thunder
    is the Grand Applause

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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