After Guardian’s Poem of the week: The Human Voice from a Distance by Judith Willson

 After  Guardian’s Poem of the week: The Human Voice from a Distance by Judith Willson

      It is  a human voice, unforgettable human voice,

       Reaching far beyond, reaching far into the sea 

       Unforgettable recordation of history  and story

        Ply into memory  and myth and life  and loss. 

         Stepping out into city burnt out, total loss

         Absolute erasure, devastation by corruption

         annihilation, man plunging into desire total

         uncontrollable and increase  every minute;

          no trees, no branches, no streets busy

          all lulled into eerie calm and nothingness

          prevails, into a mood capturing  guilt and vex.

         His voice is through waves and boats tilting rudderless.

         My pen and paper only final medium

         through human voice a dictum

         voicing through pent feelings 

         here  and everywhere, rock and rock

       we rock rock, we humans rock,

       until we reach a shore of  void  and nothingness.

      A philosophy, life is nothing and nothing

      But empty  vessel making noise,