High Paper Moon

High paper moon,
Simoultaneously
Idea and eye of faith
Glows down, unblinkingly, on
Sand that cannot be still.
Where a night garden once bloomed;
Where treachery’s silver-promise
Kiss seemed to bring an end
To the tolerance terrorist’s reign.

Buried beneath restless-grain
Surface, it is said,
That, at the change of year
The truly pure-of-heart
May touch the rude
Iron dogs, simple
Olive frame that
Changed the world.

31/12/2012

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2 thoughts on “High Paper Moon

  1. These words enchant me…”The truly pure-of-heart
    May touch the rude
    Iron dogs, simple
    Olive frame that
    Changed the world.”

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