Bradley Tremmil
7th SIGN…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOY9fLm3eYI
In the 7th year
On the 7th day
In the month of her rains
For the 7th time
I received the 7th sign,
…
At first it used to be
On my bed
In my sleep
I would hear the sounds,
Maybe, maybe not
sleeping awake
Beyond the mists far n’ near
Felt the tremors
from within then without
On those days
I would see visions
of things unclear,
…
In pursuit of simple things
I ignored the signs
or so it seemed,
It was key
A method in the chaos
Made it appear as madness
I protected the visions
until the time was ripe
for our sights to see,
The placenta
when her waters broke
Until she was ready
to rise up to be,
…
Griped from plausibility
The skies waxed with contempt
for the earth is still restless
from her wounds
Then when the shifts
became more frequent
Could it be for Tehillah
The crimson horizon
prances the borders right on fire
Notwithstanding
Out of the waters
From the depths of the sea
There appeared the image
of a movable liquid man
jittering towards the lands,
As the drumming grows stronger
As clear as the light of day
Like a ribbon in the sky
I see the words ‘Exist This’
For the days of Noah
shall be ripe as the days of Noah…
In the 7th year
On the 7th day
In the month of her pains
For the 7th time
I received the 7th sign…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIfLC5iudQ0
Copyright © 2020 Bradley M. Tremmil
Amazing poetry as always. Lucky number seven. You can go crazy with your imagination. Especially reading your works. Great job.
The imagination is an amazing playground.
It’s the conception chamber from where the manifestations takes a flight.
Thank you.
Good work bradely . thank you
You’re welcome. Thank you Witty for complimentary feeds.
as if the words paint a picture of the sky, a thunderstorm? In the days of Noah? the sign being the end of what was and the beginning of what is to be?
Poetry is subject to interpretation .
In this respect, poetic license is shared between both the writer and the reader…
However if this is a riddle then I’d be obliged to submit at least 1 clue.
For this reason I’d have say that mother and land are 2 crumbs…
in the left hand an understanding of the universe.
In the right hand an understanding of the soul.
which hand do you open>?
It’s all about perspective as in Yin and yang…
It takes 2 hands to balance correctly.
Open both,
then you will see that the universe exists in your soul.
Without your soul the universe is incomplete…
all are incomplete and all are complete.
nice chosen – but if takes no hands to balance if you use your feet!
Bradley’s work is magnificent. I liked the number 7. And photography is something out of the ordinary.
Much appreciated.
Thank you Lacho for your kind compliment.