BYO2023 "Scorpions of Autumn"

For a time my home was lost
What I pretended to gather there
has stayed hidden to retain the impossibility...
of grace.

Across the American desert
I look down on your face,
A sad old man who's shadow
seeks the true measure of
the grid. In the morning
things would be getting intense.

We wait for the days
and they come..
Something will happen
we cannot avoid
the masks are in the trash
trying to make leather
out of a goat tongue

I woke up again
it wasn't a dream
I want to wake up from this.

THE END

a reply to: olaru12


Ummm...I really like the symbolism Olaru...It reminded me of a storm brewing...and of that still pressure before the fronts meet and their embraces evoke both rain and the voice of lightening.

There was only one part that I couldn't fit into the shape you were creating...the leather and the goat tongue...

Perhaps it should have read sheep's tongue, whose pedantry is portrayed by its own symbolic behavioral traits...and the leather...soles of an endless parade of self aggrandizement posturing as same...

Yet you end with the irony that realism is the child of illusion...and quite illusive...






Thank you for your illustration my friend...



YouSir

a reply to: olaru12


from forboden to foreboding

a reply to: olaru12

I wish I never shared my name because now I think everyone's writing about me... I'm not that important, but I am that naturally paranoid. Sigh... Lol...

Anyway.

I sorta see this as an unfortunate epiphany. A gradual unmasking of a reality that begets the goats tongue. Which I imagine as Satan.

"Trying to make leather out of a goat tongue" seems like trying to make use of deception. Maybe I read too many threads, but It has the symbolism of deception taking over the ways of old, casting its shadow, and plunging people into waking nightmare.

a reply to: olaru12

The last three lines... so little says so much.

a reply to: olaru12

Very deep and weighting down, but I do not say that in a bad way. Only talent can accomplish this.

a reply to: olaru12

Profound and weighty. I could see your prose as a preamble to a greater, dystopian tale. Really moving and I enjoyed it immensel!