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Steel
by Richard VinceGuide my hands
To where the sunlight always is
Where I can watch the Sun
Rising and setting
Until I am old
Walk around the moon
With flames in your eyes
White fire that drowns with latex precision
That steely blue stare is always there
And I will never escape
And neither will you
09/21/2000 Posted on 02/03/2006
Copyright © 2025 Richard Vince
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 02/03/06 at 11:08 PM You have always cut across boundaries in your poetry. This on is no exception. I don't know whether it is tragic or speaks a simple truth... which is why I appreciate it so much. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 02/06/06 at 09:13 PM Intense images but the tone is one that seems almost patient. Enjoyed this, Richard. |
| Posted by Eli Skipp on 02/07/06 at 09:33 PM Definitely agreeing with Gregory up there. Glad to see you on the top rated member's list, you're definitely one of mine! This poem is so beautifully placid, I adore it. |
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