THE WHIP-POOR-WILLS #poetry by jay – published in free verse revolution

THE WHIP-POOR-WILLS

Frozen in stone

above the epitaph

alone I linger

amidst the ether

and the night whisper

becomes my hell

in limbo

I beg and wander

‘til my soul is stolen 

unglued from the past and

delivered to rest

shepherd me to Gods

in heaven to myths that

pass by and delight my love

to light the flames that flicker

this candle held by under gods

of evil to torment my passing 

the afterlife eluding but

the whip-poor-wills

ascend and lift me to heaven.

By Jay Mora-Shihadeh

I would like to thank Kristiana Reed over at Free Verse Revolution, for editing and publishing this fantastic looking second edition: hermes (the kaleidoscope).

The summer issue celebrates the abstract, surrealism and the multi-faceted with many contributors reflecting upon life and death

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Our summer issue celebrates the abstract, surrealism and the multi-faceted with many contributors reflecting upon life and death