Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Black Blood in Jeremiah's Vines

Black Blood in Jeremiah’s Vines
(A Dream Poem)

And I heard the crackling of wood,
and I noticed the Lord God had made men of wood,
and fire came from his mouth.
Then the winds poured grief upon mankind
—over his sins; and I heard the words
for the seventh time: "Go to the mountains
and the dens, foolish people of this land,
pray and understand—for I cometh!
Thereof, toss thyself upon thy knees,
for the roar of rebellious man will bleed:
black blood, through the grapevines of Jeremiah.”

Note: 5/10/05, 11:28 AM #639
Reedited 3-2011