A Poem Options

Hi people. Just registered, and wanted to say hi before exploring the site. I see people are posting poems here. Much of my work is intimately bound up with my poetry, so I thought a poem might introduce me better than anything else.

The Prophet

Call me the prophet:
I break through the wall
of my house
at midnight,
and leave hastily,
jangling like a thief.

I have come North
heavy with prophesy
to tell
of owls crying in daylight
and bats dropping
from the sky;
of children that wake at night
and call from their graves.

Strange things happen in the air,
and my fingernails are cracked
from scratching at the sky.
I am not a father now, I am only
a wind in the rushes

bringing news of the distant
talk of strangers, carrying fire
in my baggage. Tomorrow
I will break through the wall
into your house

and stand over your bed,
bearded and angry, my words
wild things that beat their hands
on your head. Then I will leave
at nightfall, and fly to the East
on wings made from your hair,
dropping tears like moons
upon the dark land below.

Call me the prophet of feathers
and falling moons,
call me the fool on wings of wax.

Call me the prophet.


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This smiley looks like some kind of mad prophet!

See you around, folks.

OS.

:-)

see you around... i wonder what you will bring from the distant. :-) still will wait for them.

take care

mystick