through ancient portals

through ancient portals


peering through ancient portals, seeking things lost to the soul
my mind’s eye lingers amidst the scattered debris
where decaying morsels of broken hearts
lay in fragments, shattered, and I wonder at the number
abandoned through the ages, left to venture alone
even to the final death, without the joy of knowing love


through ancient portals
a Cleave Poem by
Lawrence
Larry Powers
2/14/2009



*Note: A Cleave Poem is read as three poems, the font on the left, reading down, is one poem, the indigo font on the right is a second poem. The poem on the left and right. read together as one poem, complete the fusion of one poem.