The Cavalcade
Calm, calm the pain away, until the night becomes the day.
Let the power flow through you, as the darkness slips away.
Every day you see so much with eyes that feel the touch,
Of ancient hands, and ancient ways, you miss them, oh so much.
Fear not the solace of the dark. Fear not the battle sword.
Fear not the callous thoughtless things that strike an evil chord.
The brew that lights the fire, tips the spark inside the brain.
It's cuffed beneath such grave lament, when all you feel is pain.
You slip between the leaches that you watch inside the day.
Destroy their power with your pen, and make them fall away.
For payment due is payment owed and money is hard spent.
So every word on every page, is gold to them, not lent.
Let them play their tricks on you, until they're bored to tears.
And give the ancient powers bold a bastion for their fears.
The night is long and colors sweet, derived from eye-slit shades,
And man, nor beast, nor useless waste, can stop the cavalcade.
D.C. Seiler, Jr. 3/13/2012
My favorite line "Fear not the solace of the dark." Every day is a cavalcade of people, events and demands that can stir our minds and souls so much that we just want to withdraw from it. But with each new day is power to face another day. Like this, Don.
ReplyDeleteThanks frank you get it some won't
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ReplyDeletespeak for yourself Frank, I am stupid......I thought the poem was about solving all your daily problems while you sleep at night so you can start a new day fresh and ready for a new set of tricks.......
ReplyDeleteby the way, whatever the poem says to others, it does speak volumes, and I know everyone reads different things into what they see, loved the thoughts it evokes.........
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