Jedediah traveler robed, rendering Bard...
Speak not money to Oracles, or
Guilt to cowards fluxing, flexing, waxing
Vociferous, cornered...
Jedediah, turn pages carefully...
Crumbling, dusting Earth as messages.
Handle Earth as dusted saints.
Feet of the Oracles, washed in Time
Standing the Oceans...storm waves, froth.
Where once you knew sand crabs, driftwood...
Their wisdom, like salt, like acid, invaded
You to the icyness of
Knowledge.
elysabeth faslund
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jedediah-bard/
