history & poetry coexist
a river across & through into & out of
the same place
poetry begins & history waits
reshaping the old maps
with familiar lines
crossing out the new ones
in time as time always does
poetry & history collide
an accident occurs unnoticed
unaware
people wait on the margins
& fringes
these dots do not
connect to make shapes
but what happens
in between falls to the wayside
leaving
the others with
the others
as history begins
poetry waits
on the sidelines
waiting to be written as poetry hides
Darcy
ReplyDeleteI admire your poems . I enjoy the way you see things ..the language you use , the way you place your words ..where one thought crashes into another..they are beautiful.
i love when one simple word can engage you and hold you in a certain emotion..its magic ..anyways your poems are great .They are inspiring ..take care ~