Open Poetry #15 |
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Summer Morning 71701 |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Crescent moon and star, just a wandering planet, Their conversation, interrupted by the sun, Light gray mist recedes, soft nightly magic is spent, Peace is overcome, torn by action now begun. Light creeps the corner, till morning reaches windows, The brightly clad stir, scurrying from their places, Warm day moves with breeze, whirled into corner shadows, Removing the cool, to expressionless faces. Day’s brightness is there, crescents faces will appear, Sweat glistens the skin, concrete begins to waver, Heat inundates all, rising make shade disappear, All rushing to peak, slows in afternoon swelter. Gloom |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
nicely done... descriptive and the imagery is great... the passing of time noted in degrees rather than hours.. Mountains… Rising from desert waste Capture clouds, Squeezing their life blood To feed sparse grey trees. Soft smoky haze, Obscures hard edged stone Reducing vast distance Into water color images. Morning’s passage, A slow steady crawl, Is measure in degrees. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Cpat Hair, You honor me with poetic response, Gloom |
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