Five days spent alive

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_{....... original poem & images by @d-pend .......}

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I.

Olive facets gleam on gravel:
ambivalent golem of memory
let loose the splint'ring gavel
am'thyst to shatter—symmetry
of nuance, skitt'ring happiness
in foxtail dew—in stumbling soul:
adventure's warm regress,
life's balmy shoal.

II.

When life's color mutes itself
I am waiting at evening's height
to soak in sultry monochrome—
—of equilibrium.

III.

Yantra of skeletal cloud,
height of day and breadth of bone,
width of placid sorrow:
berth of waiting stone.

IV.

Soar in pain's retraction,
Live in the heart of motion.

Still—this pale eternity
grows livid, indignation
of the servitude of joy,
trappèd mammal, cursèd ploy,
lovèd pain, wintry kiss,
frost-embracèd chill of time
slowly ravel up my spine:
grasp my tapestry.

Weave me up, sublime
in subtle wise, in subtle sophistry.
All for naught—and yet—
naught remains now to oppress me;
all's said in one breath.

V.

A vast tunnel where birth yawns
in the guise of red silver:
I see naught, yet light leads me on,
just a slivered lens
of warm world on world.

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"Five days spent alive"
written by Daniel J. Pendergraft
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_{First published to STEEM
on February 25, 2020}
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Images created by
iterative compositing

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