tagNon-Erotic PoetryBeaten pewter

Beaten pewter


One looks and watches, who slides by and who slithers
     What use any words
when the Ones do not hear,
when the ones do not see
Shadows follow Me and then merge
     if Wishes were callers and
warblers were given voice,
who would sing the wind?
oft taken and hardly given
a platter of burnished silver,
beaten as if into metal pieces : sundered and sewn together.
Care lies in that which helps.
Truth lies in the eyes and
shadows are the Souls riven to the end.
Make them ignite and watch the pyres
So many come and none know
Truth is chance at times,
Faith is what keeps Me going
A Hand extended is what I ask for
     what I need
Who will give it,  who will Take it?
     No one knows

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