The Speaker Who Surrenders

[wheelig]

This is a formless poem. I am writing it because I should be doing other things. Maybe it should be longer, but I have to get to work.

I am the speaker who surrenders

Knowing my words are inscribed somewhere

On the planet’s consciousness

Before me, by a more thoughtful mind

I believe that others should know them as I do

That they never speak them

Not for

Comments

[captainsavvy]

I really like that. The part about the Lion makes me think of your lion painting. You should submit it to our magazine ;)

Thanks

[wheelig]

Jason and I are naturalists =) How do I submit it?

Re: Thanks

[captainsavvy]

you can just email it (and anything else) to blackliquidsubmissions@yahoo.com. You should also check out the magazine at our website www.geocities.com/blackliquidsubmissions!!!!

we're always looking for stuff- especially art :)

[divinelybereft]

That was a great poem. At the watch lions' ghosts on film part though, I thought of the movie "Second Hand Lions" and that slightly distracted me. Not your fault though.

I like it. Evil humans, always making nature hate them.

What about "the ghost in the darkness?"

[wheelig]

That was also about lions

Re: What about "the ghost in the darkness?"

[divinelybereft]

vallllll killllllmerrrrrr