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 The shining fun of love. |
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Whenever I veer off on flights of fancy
I see above the morbid glide of sooty crows.
Whenever I devour juicy meals and aromatic coffee
I look below and see the bones and dregs.
Whenever I imagine galaxies of shimmered beauty
I detect within the sucking hell of stellar black black holes.
Whenever I turn thoughts to love however
So far,
so far, that love has been our shining sun, forever.
©2011 by Paul Hertelendy. The photo is courtesy of Ed Sousa. This column first posted Nov. 28, 2011.
Paul Hertelendy is critic and webmaster for the arts-review web site www.artssf.com, and is also the Piedmont (CA) Centennial poet laureate. To visit his website, click here: PAUL
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