poMotion poetry

The Mine

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by Noah West


It’s in the black far reaches
That he starts to feel  the pressure

He begins by firing the steel
But where the steel comes from…

There are flowers that can burn
And he begins to know these flowers

They were going, celebratory,
And the beach knew how he would come.

Afterwards, he told everyone…
But everyone was already at the beach.


The flowers that could exist in the blackness exerted the specific pressure that rekindled the mine


I am the bricklayers burning kiln
I am the floss
I am not going to many places though
I am hurting
And I
Am the buying
That is the reason for so many
And their kiln that
Is burning tonight


There is an I and
It is and there is a

Buying and a blackened hurt

posted by Brian Feist


Written by lickmypoetry

April 1, 2010 at 10:16 am

Posted in poem

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  1. Noah-

    ‘And the beach knew how he would come’ Lovely, really. Thanks for this and welcome!


    April 1, 2010 at 11:00 am

  2. An interesting poem with some very fine lines in it …thanks for sharing it.


    April 1, 2010 at 3:28 pm

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