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waif of vail

. unsaid
. word unread

Thought in . trance
. dance
. chance
speaking unspoken .

. deepest depth . .
cliff’s upper ridge reveals
below a cave, constrains the fading waive

As cold retains its answers, unthawed be
‘til sigh may reach the voice contained, the key
that’s trapped for aeons, thou shan’t see
bounce back to thee

Reversed, the small that bark on stilts
their bodies higher than the hills
no want of nearness to thy maker
risen above’ the maker made

Another tower lied, the flight,
the climbing kite reached soaring high,
the mighty fell, the sleeping woken
from the fright

Weep spawned
waif dawned
whence is

Once cat that graced in daring leap the sight
that sought the calm found qualm,
offended by the alms
that ye present
to feast

The wave of sound unwoven,
hurt, too weak to weave again

Thus, break thy must
for fail of need,
thyself is left of self,
one once, apart
too weak to seed,
too frail to breathe

Pained cry, as yon is nigh
the threads unwind the knit
as height’s beneath the feet,
there, thou shall find thy it

Once crown sat soaring loft,
thy crown a lie,
thy crown begins falling,
discerped thou find thyself

Thy crown lies smashed,
thy ache for needing thrashed,
thy known all trashed,
thy line of life severed and slashed,
unfound the . still roving

Ye drips, the barren sand to soak
a stain of witness be that’s left
of life that once fuelled cells of needing,
mutely gored

Uncloaked, oh precious dew,
unable to renew,
thyself to dwell in wordless realm
of ever calm

Sad silence galls
thou tall, once, falls
drained it stained
the ocean

n age
n aging,

Oh my,
animosity that thee . power hast to halt,
midst brave of failings, wilt

Dare . awaken one in sleep
never to find the resting, once awoken
now, becoming just now,
then, then,
then once it was

Oh noble be, thou jester, unborn blood of royalty,
a waif that’s pained in history,
there, all the wanting, need of thee

© Heinz Ross

waif of vail


Joined August 2008

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waif of vail

How to read it:
. unsaid
. word unread

Each dot is a one syllable word, which needs a one syllable pause when reading. Not every dot is necessarily the same word. Your mind will find the meaning of your “.” (dot)
From my book ‘Between Eternities’, as download or paperback.
See “My Books” link in profile.

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