Split The Sky

I’m fenced in here
but soaring out there low,
under the ready radar of all we know,
running a dream across the horizon of limitations,
right there on the edge of what is seen
and not seen,
begging billows and flashes of light,
a song of possibility tearing across night sky,
splitting rhyme and reason with that jagged bolt,
love’s fiercest flashing season…
on the edge, beyond the limit, past the now and near.

Courtesy Of Dave Grant

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4 thoughts on “Split The Sky

  1. If I thought I could hold these words in my head, I’d commit this poem to memory. Perhaps I’ll exercise my remembering muscles and see if I can do it. Thank you for all the beauty you let loose in this poem.
    Nancy

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