My shadow is carved from shackled silence
I walk, live, and see through vapored haze.
I exist in cavern light, not once, not since.
I am the darkness, the dim, the sun's angry rays.
I handle waterfalls rage as would a child with toy
Waves of destruction cease at my feet now sitll.
I gave myself to you eons ago plain, not coy.
I stand when death is fallen and light seizes predator's will.
Counting my raindrops, toying with wings of condors
Singing of days gone yore and food brought free.
Crawling silent on dreams, caves, and white corridors.
Dancing slightly on iris bloom, ever talking with me.
Shadows silent as sundown site
Weary laborers wean from cold bones of feet.
Happy eagles soar, death comes to sight
I wait for unknown, unnamed angel to meet.
With wings of one we see the mount
Once held by Zeus in cavity's days.
Waves crawling of sounds surmount.
Melting his loins and soaking his rays.
Ah, alas, his storm be a'-brewing
His wine is a' making
Ah, plastic meat he has a'-stewing
One pence he's seen a'-raking.
Step back, oh, warrior old
Give me a nod, your belt of black.
I shall cover your worthy head of shallow gold
And place my cape on your craven back.
Fly now through unseen doors of life
Walk easy in tombstone's folly
Lay down your soil, take your angel wife.
Create your cavern of love's sweet holly.
All that is, all that was, is now at moment's end
Memories cease to torment a graven heart.
I stand behind you, oh, king of never die, never bend.
In respect I hand you my last life part.
© 2017 Kenneth Avery