Back from the dead
by Richard Trotter
Up from the lake,
ascending the mud and fire
I rose to see the sun
elude me once more,
the shimmer of the laughing river
and two jealous Knights
fighting for the favour of One.
I sank to my knees
beetles and dirt on my skin,
alive once again.
Posted on 12/16/2003
Copyright © 2021 Richard Trotter
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 12/25/03 at 12:54 AM|
the shimmer of the laughing river - nice line. i didn't get lost, rather i got the feeling of being found. welcome back, richard.
|Posted by Leandra K Brossard on 01/13/04 at 04:34 AM|
Waking to a world that has been lost to us.. Lovely.. Thank you...