The Cleave Poetry Webzine [ISSN: 1758-9223]

The Verdant Lore by Ernesto Pangilinan Santiago

In submission on November 15, 2008 at 7:14 am
           The Verdant Lore
     by Ernesto Pangilinan Santiago

       On the page - of this lore
painted verdant by - the rod of God
   a word traveler - unveils

           A song, - its charm
 perhaps, sounding - on the mystic
              blue - sea

 Amidst the echoes - of peripheral visions
  his thoughts are - dancing wildly in the
            orphic - wind

              Like - the twists
         of leaves - in early Autumn
   that innocently - falling in passion,
   seeking a home, - to entertain the souls

 He sighs through… - the remnants of dreams
 and finds himself - a proverbial comfort

  In the breath of - this blossoming page is
   a verdant lore, - the scents of my life

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  1. This is amazing considering the difficulties of the cleave form! That “rod of God” image though is a bit phallic for modern inclusiveness. Anyway, great job with a tricky form!

  2. Thank you, Diana, for your time/warm comment on my cleave…well, still am trying to hone my craft….began writing two years ago. Your note/judgement is much appreciated by me, Ernesto.

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