he carried his weight, dana queen (d.l. quesinberry)

~he carried his weight~

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the poet - man of parables

cell block rested

performed spoken words

truth – peace - unuttered by carrion

referred to sons / daughters

of god in a heaven

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friday morning, sky murky,

tinge of grey, potential rain.

rousting giants – jarred him

the poet - he stood.

a not so well respite

left him weary, aching.

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sleepy man eyes with

no opportunity to

brush teeth, comb hair.

through a doorway shoved

awareness | acceptance

torture she is the brutality of love.

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crossing dry ground sandy footed.

Prodded and demeaned.

leather strained flesh struck

bones that lay barely hidden

passerby euphemisms spat as

the poet spoke of laments,

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incongruence, internal messages

truths - reflections

shone from rivers, ponds, or

shiny objects compiled riches

realizations – knowledge - undesirables

drugged with destiny

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carried his weight

over tormented body

through village paths

hills and plateaus - aiding

that burial called death

pierced and watching

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vain repetitions - impalements,

salty quenches of thirst

a poets glance - in wretched pain.

expressions of love, siblings tender,

immortals glances – he uttered

the final physical quatrain.

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it is done.

(Copyright @ Donna L. Quesinberry-2008)