ABSURDITIES by Bart Wolffe


Beneath earth’s crust the dragon is sleeping

Only to stir in troubled dreams, breathe fire

Through Icelandic volcanoes


While the man who left the lonely lamp alight

On the moon watches from a distance

And his bulb never blinks


As the sea snores in its bed

Restless beneath its salty blanket

Gathering its folds, picking at the seams.


The giant redwoods hardly ever speak

But hold their forest peace for centuries.

The same with islanded baobabs and solitary stones


Slow and cold and sly beneath a weight of stars

And the rain cries in lost languages everywhere,

For forgotten poets and imagination yet unborn.

Source: Absurdities


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