Poetry

Peaceable

By: Oliver Davis

In a world beyond memory

Stars collided and burned bright

Fraught with rage, blood covered their light

 

Tired   Sore  Broken

Tainted with death

 

A lone light departs

A battle long lost

 

Refuge is alien to him

And yet he seeks

 

The Morning Star strides across a foreign land

A plane made of flowers and quiet places

 

He looks up

 

No gods   No fathers   Instead

An immaculate sky

 

And he simply sighs

 

For a moment

But a moment enough

 

His fight and his fall

Recede to oblivion

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