The Dimming Embers – a poem
The Dimming Embers Into the dimming embers Men blow. Fire lights exploding, in the glow! Timbers falling on dusted earth. Crying. Dying. Then from the sky, tears of Life falling. Soaking. Drinking… Quenching the thirst of landed seeds. Sprouting. Branching. Leafing into new days of timbers rising! And so it shall be. After dimming embers glow. From fire dusted bark, we grow. ~philippe berthiaume 3/2/2014 Philippe Berthiaume is a...
Shadow of You – a poem
Shadow of You. Of light and dust. And skin and bone. A man among men. You were never alone. Shadow of You. Of light and dust. You carried me then. In your skin and bone. Shadow of Me. Of light and dust. And skin and bone. A man among men. I am never alone. Shadow of You. Now light and dust. Not skin and bone. I carry you now. In my skin and bone. A man among men. We are never alone. ~philippe berthiaume 12/14/14 ~honoring the memory...
Stones of My Fathers – a poem
Stones of My Fathers Stones of my Fathers. Mud under foot. The Great Pyramids of Egypt and Mexico. Laid by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Cobbles under foot. America, Europe, the Middle East. Laid by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Marbled Cathedrals, Temples, and Mosques. Made by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Carved blocks. Michelangelo’s David. The Slave’s White House. Made...