Happy New Year
The Lesser Light
Deep Night Thing
Dream On Carl Gustav
Trampled under blackened bloody feet
A bitter rain screams out from leaden skies;
Falling, drips like drool on ugly aching skin.
Ambition, pierce-ed by a rusty knife –
And how they pant with sweat repulsive smell
Yet, made weak, trudge still through sordid gardens.
Mad moaning eyeless sockets fearful stare
Not knowing life, besmirched by rusty chains
Is wasted midst an unseen desolation.
Incubate in place eternal vision;
Release is just one last fitful breath away
Peace lies free still, beneath cool lake of death
Leave fierce purple diamond winter’s pain
Soar, everlasting, into shining spring
All Writings and Images Copyright © Peter Huddleston Updated February 2017