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To Earth and Sky

Grounded, let me taste the earth
From the dust, this gift of birth
To the ashes and the soil
Release me from this mortal coil

Spirits rise into the sky
Constellations bright and shy
Home above the vapor’s shroud
Rain to earth from laden clouds

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

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Geezer

Geezer

2 years 4 months ago

Somehow...

this reminds me of the little poem we all learn as children.
"Rain, rain go away
little [name inserted here] wants to play
rain, rain, go away
come back again some other day

I hardly think that is what you were thinking when you wrote this
but it is what was brought to mind. I think that perhaps you were
pondering the magic of water?

The life's blood of all living things.
~Geez.
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Jackweb

Jackweb

2 years 4 months ago

This sounds like...

a dying man's plea. Perhaps, he prefers death than to live. I still wonder what made him to demand to die.
.

Rosewood Apothecary

Rosewood Apothecary

2 years 4 months ago

Inevitable cycling

We all die. We are all returned to elemental form in some way or another. Water is also cycled from sky to ground and then to sky again. Such is life on this planet.

Tim