Submissions by Lamjhnsn1 (FREe African King)

I have planned against your gates since darkness fell.
And laid in wait, the greater hell.
Now among both sides, a slight in between.
And a growing prospect left unforeseen.
I imagine fire, I can foresee heat, liberation from the gun!
And sweat that falls like bullets, lightning beneath the sun.
Striking that will last from dawn to dusk.
And in the night sky, stars that fall amongst the musk.

Salt & Sea
The sun makes it's charge.
It presses rays upon the estuary, ....&
dampens her brow.

It passes over land, & ocean.
Working above the two, with caresses, proportionate.
....And there is no less attentiveness shown, to desperate wind gusts, as to her palms, sodden with the heat of closeness.

The sun, sways from the East, casting shadows upon her neck, & making orbits around bristols. And then, glitter falls into the river...her river, mixing salt, & sea.