winter’s rain…

digital decoupage cwmartin 2012

when
the rains come
construction dust
will be washed
from these
city streets
old motor oil
will be washed out
to sea
when the rain
comes
and
the sidewalk stains
from a drive-by shooting
of a child
will join
the river of tears
that could not wash
a mother’s pain away
when
the rains
come

so damn tired…

copyright cwmartin 2012

this road
is longer
than i thought
much harder
to climb
than promised
too many hours
spent praying
with nothing
to show
except
some bruised knees
and
empty dreams
all
those
expectations
of what life
would be
are
nothing more
than words
written
on winter’s frosted glass
before
sunrise

a winter’s wind…

 

by River Urke and Charles Wm. Martin

these things you hold so dear
cradled in your hands
as if a delicate bloom
are mere shadows of your past
you long to hold as it was
cradling a memory
framed in yesterday
unwilling to set him free
but he is not yours to hold
he belongs to a winter’s wind
flowing through these barren trees
like his fingers once in your long hair
combing the woven threads of knowledge
the tangled web of life’s intrinsic collective
delicately kissing a union of unattainable love
knowing he has to walk the paths not taken
your ache bears the weight of drowned tears
tears flowing from a thousand souls
abandoned by the gods of peace
and so each warrior must leave this place
and those he loves for one last futile battle
a battle of man against the natural world
a ludicrous yet crucial clash of power
he stands not with men ~horrified by
the hundreds of years of rap and pillage
leaving the earth a barren tract of sand
sand moving in the hour-glass of history
through this narrow passage way of fate
to where his death will be found
the mere moment you know, stabbed
your heart bleeds for you and your unborn
a wail of agony escapes through silent cries
the loss of your beloved, her father
the time is here to set him free
his soul flies with a winters wind

Once again River Urke and I have entered into a duel poetry challenge and this is the resulting poem.  Duel Poetry a prearranged poetry writing challenge  between two people to evolve a new poem where each writer must respond to the other writer’s lines  (4 -5 ) until both parties agree that the poem is complete.