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http://www.jemaverick.com The House Of Maverick Sat, 09 Jul 2011 11:00:38 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 Between The Lines http://www.jemaverick.com/inspirational-poems-2/ http://www.jemaverick.com/inspirational-poems-2/#comments Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:54:57 +0000 Jé Maverick http://www.jemaverick.com/?p=134

Don't look here

on the days when your voice

is lost as a mumble, or a slur,

or a broken song:

I will be scattered;

intangible; a pepper

of smaller traces.

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Don't look here

on the days when your voice

is lost as a mumble, or a slur,

or a broken song:

I will be scattered;

intangible; a pepper

of smaller traces.

I am the faint event -

the finger of a lost need that hooks

your eyes to the passage of words:

I am the beyond in the writing;

a mirror reflecting your own god.

The thing you wish to behold

isn't me - it is yourself -

hold yourself

in the cup of your hands

and gaze in wonder.

Gaze in wonder,

for you are the sigh.

You are the season and the sun.

Your love

is the sum of love.

Your crisis

is the world's.

I am not here.

You are the poem.

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Spirit that the world said no to,

unwatered wallflower, I recall

when your days had the mercy

of callous warlords; when every eye condemned

with the nature of a solemn judge,

and burnt you at the stake of fierce indifference.

How you toiled with that puzzle of ashes; how

each dawn's ruthless jackboot kicked them

from the cradle of your patient hands.

Darkness assigned your role - cast

you as a wraith to dwell upon a shadow's fringe:

close enough to witness light; enslaved beneath the pall.

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Spirit that the world said no to,

unwatered wallflower, I recall

when your days had the mercy

of callous warlords; when every eye condemned

with the nature of a solemn judge,

and burnt you at the stake of fierce indifference.

How you toiled with that puzzle of ashes; how

each dawn's ruthless jackboot kicked them

from the cradle of your patient hands.

Darkness assigned your role - cast

you as a wraith to dwell upon a shadow's fringe:

close enough to witness light; enslaved beneath the pall.

Spirit that the world said no to,

jewel overlooked, I recall

the black rooms that you curled in as a seed

awaiting sprout; how you whispered

to a foetal self-belief that kicked

into the ailing darkness, drunk with its own vigour.

How you resurrected a phoenix; how

your patient hands caressed the timid coal,

to raise the flame of self that licked the waking sky.

Fire assigned your role - your gaze

burst with the halo of a clear assurance;

grace hypnotised the earth on which you danced.

Spirit that the world said no to,

unencumbered gem, I recall

the vital prism of your laughter

ensnaring youths; how every heartbeat craved

with the hunger of a tiger underfed,

to beat in perfect, steady unison with yours.

How you came to know the tyranny of time; how

you laboured to endure the tilts and slings,

Spirit, Spirit that the world said no to,

how you synthesised the light of your own YES!

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