The Hermit of Subiaco

By poetjude

Fri, 10 Oct 2008
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Even on those starving hills, life was everywhere
ants teemed on a broken cup
serpents slid through ox-blood rocks.

Romanus would come with the sun on his shiny face
ripe fruit and a reminder that life has infinite value
yet other days, the storms would cut his world away
howling through the gulley
a requiem for hungry man.

Ravens came, what god would send a creature so despised
to ease the waste of muscle
stave off the taste of death
violate that sacred space with carrion
was there no other way?

Must human mouths accept the stuff of beak and claw
when harsh caws fade into the valley
upon black wings

Certificate U
Poem
3 Viva Pathways
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by littleditty on
Hi Jude, liked this, wanted to know more of their story, all i know is one brought the other food - liked the thoughtful tone and inquiry at the end, interesting piece left me pondering, cheers :)

 

Submitted by enjeruciel on
This piece has a wonderful flow. I really enjoy the imagery interwoven into the words, very smooth and eloquent.

"Ghandi said that whatever you do in life will be insigificant, but it's very important that you do it."

Submitted by enjeruciel on
This piece is so fluid. The imagery is eloquently interwoven into the words, it's peaceful yet eerie.

"Ghandi said that whatever you do in life will be insigificant, but it's very important that you do it."