Clouded View

I’ve heard

Quit the engine sounds growing

From a distance

All emissions are rising

Stronger and stronger

And the high rise window washers

Occupy the busy office buildings

Filled to the highest capacity

Explore the view

Ants keep the below flowing

Smoke stack factories

Cloud the very air we all breath

Nothing much

Is going to change

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©

Vessel ¹


Deep breath

Seated on the sill

This earth better swallow me whole

Shear beauty


Your grip gave way

And i, watch you look right into my dying eyes

Carry myself higher

So make no plans to leave

Stop to rest on the crumbling roof tops

The silence carries on and on

Hands on the clock, bend

Yield all good growth

Just to watch it rot

Wrecked vessel finds it way

Towards the center of gravity

Drawing its way

Closer and closer

My way

To be repaired

And to breath again

Catching thee salt air

Anchors have already been released

Carrying me higher

Only to see

Shear beauty of her round mass

Being swallowed

From within

Huge explosion

Takes place

Outward beauty

Being made all over newly land

Take that deep breath

Once more

Only to be informed

Seated promptly on the sill

There’s a peace that settles

Over this place

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©