Friday, August 5, 2011

Two Poems


twilight

the break of dawn
bursts tinges of purple
to the darkness above.
the alcove of night
slowly surrenders.

another day will emerge.
another gray day.

i look forward for rain.

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i speak of metaphors
and the illiterate reacts
of grammatical corrections
and logical contradictions

i speak of metaphors
and the scribes rejoice
new leaves sprout
from the clichéd roots

i speak of metaphors
but nobody cares that
i speak of metaphors

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