Mountain Wellhead
by Admiral Mahic
This is where God breathes! Here is
the mountain wellhead that cannot believe
our bodies are drenched in darkness.
Drops of water burning bright like verses from holy
books.
Here my heart smiles at
Goethe’s heart, like a sun at a sun when they meet
in the precipices of the universe.
I was born to experience motion, to undulate like the sea
in a dream, to absorb everything with my soul. What do I know of the death
of the body. What of Swiss wellheads. What of this village
Lauterbrunen. What of nude virgins. What of war. But my
feeling I know. It keeps up stalks at the edge of a cliff.
I step into the shade of a mountain wellhead
that told me how after death all family relations are severed.
Here love is simple, for there is no single universe. Many
universes are jolted into motion. Rooms. The universes are rooms! Vanity is
shut up in the rooms. And I beneath the waterfall of the worlds.
Dead hands are no longer
dead here. Hands grow out of the water, the blue
in the sky. Sleep. Drift. Do not count the drops.
The water is too good.
Admiral
Copyright ©:
Admiral Mahic
A few random poems:
- The Loss Of The Eurydice poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- Twilight poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Lover’s Prayer by St Antoine de la Vuadi
- Psalm 03 poem – John Milton poems
- Convalescence poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- View From The Top Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Маяковский – В мире два класса… (РОСТА №501)
- Николай Гербель – Песнь лейб-гвардии уланского полка
- Three Sonnets Written In Mid-Channel poem – Alfred Austin
- Шекспир – Любовь к себе моим владеет взором – Сонет 62
- Владимир Маяковский – Внимательное отношение к взяточникам
- walking with a staff by Raj Arumugam
- Fabrication Of Ancestors
- Олег Бундур – Время со Светой
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
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Poems in English
- By the Spring, at Sunset by Vachel Lindsay
- Buddha by Vachel Lindsay
- Blanche Sweet by Vachel Lindsay
- Beyond the Moon by Vachel Lindsay
- At Mass by Vachel Lindsay
- An Indian Summer Day on the Prarie by Vachel Lindsay
- An Argument by Vachel Lindsay
- An Apology for the Bottle Volcanic by Vachel Lindsay
- Alone in the Wind, on the Prairie by Vachel Lindsay
- Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight by Vachel Lindsay
- Above the Battle’s Front by Vachel Lindsay
- A Sense of Humor by Vachel Lindsay
- A Rhyme About an Electrical Advertising Sign by Vachel Lindsay
- A Prayer to All the Dead among Mine Own People by Vachel Lindsay
- A Net to Snare the Moonlight by Vachel Lindsay
- A Curse for Kings by Vachel Lindsay
- Vaishnavi Prakash by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Transcended Land Of Love by Vaishnavi Prakash
- The Monastery Of Life by Vaishnavi Prakash
- The Castle By The River by Vaishnavi Prakash
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