Sunday, September 2, 2012

To Linda Schaefer ...I Shoot Life In Its Dying Throes



when
the engine starts
dark black smoke
blow it will be
a clarion call
time to go
incomplete
circle of cosmic
pain although
symmetrical
silence soulless
echoes
a picture
my mind saw
my poetry froze
what you
seek in heaven
lies under your nose
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
memorable moments
a chapter closed

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