.....changing your dimension....

new worlds

Rain monsters pissing on corrugated tin roofs
belching out from the ground
lift your eyes
off the clutter of houses, the gleam of puddles
on the dust-dirt road towards the copse of trees.
You go forward in time. 

Abundant ferns conceal the wildwood uncut,
where giant birds swoosh a dark flight

with widening circles right into the clouds

to join purple storms, that reign from outer space.
You are now here.

Metal dressed people at the beach, shiny beams

strung across the shore, ship-wrecked they flounder,

wind-swept, vapour-leashed, into a new land waiting
for their fate to unfold and that of their unborn children.
You will be there.

Rocks leave you stumble on harsh tracks
winding down to unknown worlds.

You almost miss the three moons,

a glow of blue, a faint vermillion, a dark copper 

when you walk on.

Poetry by Scharlie Meeuws
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Written on 2018-02-08 at 12:19

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