Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 30, 2018

“THE WOODCUTTER”~by Martin Gedge



POEM “THE WOODCUTTER” by martin gedge

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Whispers and screams
on the wings of demons
shadows and mist
through the heat of the dark
scowls and howls
in the wind of the wild
fire and fury
that rips at your heart
beast and the burden
that tempers the fever
the monster is breeding
the breath is stone cold
the runner and watcher
that waits in the harvest
the smell of your flesh
for the torch to behold
the silence and knowing
of the deaf and despairing
the rush of adrenaline
nerve tingles your skin
the eyes of your fear
all trembled and troubled
you fumble for freedom
is wearing tight thin
the sun in its glory
that breaks through the day
as the pulse that is racing
subsides in the dawn
the feeling is passing
with relief in your crying
a win for survival
one swoop and your gone…

by martin gedge

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