Thursday, 22 March 2012

Thou Earth Loosed!


The bowels of the earth loosed
Mutinied wrenches
Rebel gears 

The halted grind
Abyss underneath to hell
Soils that won't cover faults
The tectonic plates that are up in arms

Look upon us favourably,
Our feet treading on oblivion
What are our hands worth
Our nerves are blood
When metals crunch,
Even the genius winces

And for the well-meaning pilgrim
Fixing the earth
It is only a matter of time
Before the very soil he rests on
Will give way to the gaping earth 



In response to a prompt by the         Magpie Tales


4 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

SO powerful!!!!!! I especially love "our feet treading on oblivion"..... and "only a matter of time.....give way to the gaping earth." Fantastic writing! Scary thought.

Sreeja said...

so well written!

S.E.Ingraham said...

so many great images here in your breath-taking poem - I have to go back and back and back to read and re-read. Wonderful.

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