Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Summer Sonnet 39: Rise Tall

Rise tall past our insignificant cares,
childhood monsters and adolescent fears.
Up altitudes above the scars we bare
soaring climes over our river of tears.

Leap stratospheric circumferences
perched on Himalayan crests white as bone
at the blinding height where we lose all sense
every taste burns with the tang of ozone.

The sky becomes our arching annex hall
and castle stairs. Let's climb the dancing stars
as winding steps twist up endless blue wall.
Rocket red ribbons spin the God of Mars.

Reach the place where there is no form or thought,
where all our pawned prayers are paid for and bought.

- By Aurin Squire

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