poem: Riding the Earth

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Riding the earth as

we roll down the waves

of rhythm and truth

beauty

and dissonance

 

Victims of current

stirrers of medium

we all have our say

yet we all

fall silent

 

Ancient and newborn

in one fell swallow

come to our senses

in bitter

sweet night then

 

dawn we awake

sand on our tongue

 

 

 

 

First published in ‘Voice of Eve’:

https://issuu.com/richardholleman/docs/voiceofeve_issue16

 

 

 

 

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