Block Walls



The ground gives strength to the boundaries of stone.

Hardening the foundation of the rising mountain.

Stone walls are resistant to weathering and erosion.

Unable to topple them from one’s imagined sojourn.



Granite boulders stacked high upon each other,

welded together by mortar, blocking all intrusions.

They interlock and obstruct mental perceptions

forming a curved line with no beginning or end.



Others are flat with no way to scale them.

No method to tunnel through to the other side.

They block the daylight and retain the darkness

contained in its recesses, buried in the black abyss.



Blocking ideas, prohibiting artistic creativity

of the mind and its innate ability to be uninhibited.

Fallible to emotions, the walls can only be conquered.

by breaking them down into poetic shards of reality.



Blown apart like a reservoir dam, ideas flow like water

rushing downstream flooding the path before it.

Crumbled into oblivion the walls are vanquished,

opening my mind and thoughts to a bright world.