Blood For Ink

Yes, for faith in the day when this family,
awakes like a spark
and spreads
like fire ~Ceb'dan de lion

Truth is
I've always roamed
with this
particular tribe

You know
the sort where
we read each other's
minds for fun
and bind ourselves
to the edge of pain
for kicks...


We are lighthouses
pointing out the rocks
cutting thru small talk
like shafts of light
puncturing a hole
thru night.

We've always been cynical
of those who don't use
their blood for ink
and
When this dimension
bends into the next one

We'll be there

Category:

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Tags:

• poets
• tribe
• blood
• for
• ink
• spoken
• word

[RowanFortuneWood]

That was incredible.

[ladyofire]

thanks.

[dashpoet]

A lingering experience, engaging and involving. Excellent to listen and watch, again to read through after.

[ladyofire]

Thank you, dashpoet...it's always nice when you stop by.

[frankblame]

nice sounds...

[YonatanHurwitz]

This is really great, man!

I loved the images & words. "We'll be there," indeed. A great reading, as well!

Very nice!

[longhairred]

Just love the imagery/emotions that you tap into!

[leftysergeant]

Poets as a tribe. Interesting concept. Those who write are different, see things differently, identify themselves differently from other folk.

Again, you have chosen images that emphasize well the point you are expressing in the words.

[OtisPacific]

very nice - your voice is smooth and beautiful

[ladyofire]

thank you for stopping by...your feedback is always welcomed.

[janeczka]

I really like the feel of this. Thanks DRC for the share!

[PoetLina]

I like the "nomad" imagery in this poem.