Blue Carnation

Upon this brown field
A blue carnation hangs from your chest
As you peer up,
Looking at the vanilla sky
The spy glass, now centuries old
Whispers the secrets of life to you,
Wisdom and courage lies in intolerable amounts.
Life plays many tunes - but do you accept my offer?
It unites our souls by meaning.
Place it upon your finger and come with me.
Towards this shadow of death,
The breaking foundation pushes upward
As we grasp for control our faces turns red.
With the wind pushing upon us, we coast to power
And we heave as we start to take momentum.
And yet we still do not slow down
In fact I use the trees to guide our hope.
As the sun rolls off the edge of the world.
With impedimenta I stop, I get up
Letting the blood rush back into the face
And letting time catch up with me
Sweat breaking out over our body like the west Nile virus
The polio of the 21st century
Running towards this sea of black
Caught Breathless
My body is an ice cube.
Riding on the high voltage of life,
Shocked by the waves that blind-side me.
This sea of black moves under my feet
I look to see that I am confined
The head rising up - in this sea of Lucifer
Cries spew out its name
And I look to see lights afar
The light on the cabin flashes for the attendant
I wake up to see your sleepy head resting next to mine
Help me crawl under the sheets
And hide from the face of the world.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2002