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Envoy to Our Souls
by Glenn CurrierHe hesitates the second
it takes to choose between
answering a message
or his child?s daddycall.
He closes the door lest the light
invade his lover?s sleep
while he sorts code,
visioning the page.
Switches on the fan
to stir the oxygen
and awaken his brain
addled by hours
in the blue florescence.
Gathers comrades
around the pentium fire
sparking their desire
to travel with him a while.
Walks his fields
contains his ire
at ether-phantoms
invading this space
made sacred by the souls
who sow stars there.
This ordinary man
with extraordinary hand
plucks the electric web
playing symphonies there.
If we co-creators be,
what part plays he
in the desert of our days
empting our demons
finding our angels
breaching the boundaries
of our universe!?
Dedicated to Gavin Roy, founder and father of pathetic.org
10/08/2002 Posted on 10/09/2002
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 10/11/02 at 02:06 AM *Bravo*.... Well Done Glen!!!! WELL DONE! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/11/02 at 03:39 AM A truly fitting dedication Glenn for that master of code and web! |
| Posted by JD Clay on 10/11/02 at 01:39 PM It is amazing how this wonderful verse forms a portrait of magnificent qualities. All structured to evidence and tribute a true humanitarian. Bravo Glenn, bravo! p |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 10/13/02 at 04:52 AM Bravo to you Glenn for this poem and bravo to
Gavin for his work....Charlie |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 11/02/02 at 05:34 AM Gathers comrades
around the pentium fire
sparking their desire
Absolutely love that image...what a wonderful ode to Gavin!! Enjoyable read:) |
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