To stand in the street and align yourself with the stars.

Burnt out, leaving crude carbon copies in their place;
churches surrounded by Norwegian birches
as far as sight can muster;
like prison cell etchings.

Anaemic and white with dappled black bruising;
like old newspapers..
not wavering, only creaking
and cracking as arthritic preistly hands
clenching the stars in their grip;
not letting a drop of light slip through.


The sky like a great luminous jellyfish
entices and also warns not to touch,
a god that digests and emits
nothing but question marks in whisps of smoke.


The priests hands serenely baptizing
like a repetitious waterwheel.
A voice like the oceans
both promising
and lacking meaning
in the same tone.


But a poet will find enough, in it's simple rythym;
interpret a poem, or a reason not to want
to walk into the sea and have the sky fall with him
stinging and writing in an exhausting death;
that of two butterflies trapped in a jar.


If the colour of the voice was dark blue
and left bruises on our dreams.
If our thoughts were brushing
colours against the stained glass
If his heart was the moons
that loses its mystery the closer you get
like finding god serving his sentence
and marking us as chalk lines on the walls.

• On Saturday, February 27, 2010, Musik2MyEyes (356) wrote:
  
  From the title that caught my eye and pulled me in, to the very last line of imagery...I love this. Everyone commented perfectly on this. It shoves air into my lungs with one line and suddenly vacuums it out with another. A delight to read...over and over. Each time grasping a new subtle color in a painting you didn't realize you missed before. Most worthy of a fav. Thanks you for letting me do so.
  
  
• On Thursday, October 22, 2009, carlosjackal (1798) wrote:
  
  Stunning. Absolutely stunning. Images, depth of meaning...Another Anth knockout from the Bard of Preston.
  
  
• On Thursday, August 6, 2009, The Prophet Untold (522) wrote:
  
  Shit. This is a little out of the norm greatness. Even for you.. There's no searching for highlight, it just smashes you right in the face when you start reading. Every line of every stanza, my favourite poem I've ever read on this site. Hands down. Beyond brilliance. +tpu+
  
  
• On Thursday, August 6, 2009, The Prophet Untold (522) wrote:
  
  Ending especially. Just awe struck. +tpu+
  
  
• On Wednesday, July 22, 2009, Alanarchy (1483) wrote:
  
  I've been away, and sort of shy to poetry lately. But if there's a way to feel reaquainted with it, it's a new post from you. "The sky like a great luminous jellyfish..." I want to know what part of the mind this creativity comes from. You weave metaphors with such a zen. It's way too cool. lol. I'm swirling with this one. A little rusty with poetic interpertation. But I'm content to just swirl for a while longer. Amazing work, as always man.
  
  
• On Thursday, July 16, 2009, ALBATROSS (226) wrote:
  
  Ah, the mysteriousness of god and earthly godliness and a poets place in interpreting it - Whether coming to conclusions or not. The exploration of contradictions such as promise and meaninglessness, wanting to know and not wanting to know. Do we even want to get close enough to see what there is to see of his nature and character? So many more questions and thoughts raced through my mind when I read this. And I will no doubt read it again. Elegantly rendered, I'll be keeping an eye on you! Thanks for the magnificent read.
  
  
• On Thursday, July 16, 2009, surething (78) wrote:
  
  this is stunning! There are so many lush images in this piece. "arthritic preistly hands clenching the stars in their grip; not letting a drop of light slip through."- this really stuck with me, such an image with force. and 'nothing but question marks in whisps of smoke"- so beautifully painted. "If our thoughts were brushing colours against the stained glass If his heart was the moons that loses its mystery the closer you"- these lines truly left me engulfed in this work, it was such a serene setting to be emerged in. Such wonderful poetry, truly wonderful.