This is a recent submission accepted to the Rune Tao Press. The poet is a long time poet from Durango, Colorado... Charles Hice.
It will be included in the Winter, 2010 issue of the Rune Tao Press debut chapbook, which will include Autumn Moon Festival Poems and other submissions.
Runes Tao
By Charles Hice
Purple memories taken out and dried
like tendrils from a brain
synapse lapses into refrain.
Unfair, Unfair, is life.
To be saddled like a riding crop
with problems others have
the tao.
Nothing bad ever happens
to them wicked people.
They take large bites of life
and never pay the tao.
Yet the end is not yet seen
we have not been inbetween
the rock and the hard place
yet.
Perhaps the final burning
makes them enter into RUNES
and howl with no sound
while we can live with
JESUS in eternity.
Tao.
like tendrils from a brain
synapse lapses into refrain.
Unfair, Unfair, is life.
To be saddled like a riding crop
with problems others have
the tao.
Nothing bad ever happens
to them wicked people.
They take large bites of life
and never pay the tao.
Yet the end is not yet seen
we have not been inbetween
the rock and the hard place
yet.
Perhaps the final burning
makes them enter into RUNES
and howl with no sound
while we can live with
JESUS in eternity.
Tao.
2009 By Charles Hice
