Ending Rites
Posted: April 6, 2013 Filed under: NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Writing | Tags: Alligator Juniper, Arizona, NaPoWriMo, Poetry Leave a commentNo, don’t sleep! I said, they come for me:
Four men on horses of treachery!
They spin the wind high and push the sea down low.
You’re awake, He said, at last;
Have you read those voices of the past?
Your last, I said, those words;
Listed on pages and protected by sages…
Who told me those travels were not to be heard?
Don’t fear, he said, there’s a fix;
They tell me it hangs on the crucifix.
Brenda Fabig
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