by Andrea Laws
forests substitute the wounded ocean to cover
thick acres of bloody paths traveled as
fires unveil snow from a frost bitten sun
discovered creation with no prior writings
enable feasts of new minds and new hearts, but
lest the tribe forget the coins carried in pockets
making millionaires to the holding crown;
a judgment revealed in its finest hour;
a commodity that controls the vision, but destroys
the elements in its manifestation of order
further on up the road…
missed lines in between history books
oblivious and preoccupied by impression
the ugliness beholds the aging tradition
leaving a blinking button to destroy enemies with
fake grenades and spat upon looks
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Andrea Laws currently resides in Lawrence, KS. She graduated from the University of Kansas in 2008, with a BA in English and a BA in Film Studies. Her work has appeared in three compiled books of poetry including: Whispers VII: A Collection of Short Works, Stars in Our Hearts, and International Who's Who in Poetry: 2012 Edition.
Last updated February 18, 2016