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August 6, 2014

A HUNDRED POEMS – 97

By EPRobles

I whisper feather-felt
tongue beneath the shadow,
treading gently, as I go
my soul, the bleeding heart.

In all bright-fairness gentle
womanHeart with golden hair,
a tarnished life stone I am
Fallen golden dustBin life

Lilac-like, bending, tending
to the winds,
the roots too deep to blow
my soul away across the field

:: 08-05-2014 ::

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August 6, 2014

FEATHERS & PENNIES

By EPRobles

I followed a
       f
        a
         l
        l
       i
        n
          g
feather
       to the ground
along the twist
    -ing-twirl
    -ing
>dizzy<
       | path |

I found a penny
which held no thoughts
together the feather
and copper bone
fell upon an anvil
cloud of striking stone

:: 08-05-2014 ::

Leave a comment | posted in Passion, Poetry