Gold and White
Tell me two true things my dear, and we heard a flapping.
Well, the water is gold and those darlings are white.
Au contraire, said I. You speak of celestial reflection.
And no bird was ever all white, it is but their feathers.
This is when you, pulling a clump of sod, fed me it.
And I rolled you off the blanket as those wings beat the air.
c. Ciprianowords, Inc. 2009
Have a great Friday!
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At the risk of being redundant, THIS IS GREAT STUFF! When will you be published?
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dana.
ReplyDeleteYears of submitting my words to contests, and then reading what the "winners" submitted, have convinced me that what I have to say [poem-wise] shall probably be confined to my blogpages..... and I'm OK with that.
I do not understand poetry, but I do love to write "it".
D.B., you are an excellent judge of quality.
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