stripping

melody

from prose

by Roberto Lavidez

black hawk hanging

motionless in the sky

fuming about cat’s

intolerable yowling

scarred, battered,

ancient umbrella

had bitter fights with

catastrophic storms

spinning wheel

screeching

unencumbered by

metaphysical junk

yelling coarse

challenges and

obscenities at

decadence in

every circle

deep waters set

little worlds apart

divide voices of

defiance and

profiteering of

great misery

and ruin

whirlwinds’

horrible blows

to faith and hope

hailed by the

uncomprehending

clouds with

a western face

ludicrously posturing

around the campfire

beseeching the

burning of books

a holy necessity

later expressing

religious zeal by

burning its readers

stripping melody

from prose

and yet failing to

douse of flickering

words  which would

gather at the door

instantly unbolted

and flung wide

for pages to be

rewritten with fire

those who were

reasonable have

survived to read

without the

melodious wailing

those who were

passionate have

kept alive even the

cat’s yowling

between the lines

©robertolavidez2013