Days of Crystalline

Days of Crystalline

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

While midnight bats are gnawing gnats and feasting free unseen, 
a toddler’s fed from garbage sheds an elegant cuisine.
Along the trails in distant dales a lonesome wolverine
feigns appetite on foggy nights and days of crystalline.

© 2015 Terry O'Leary


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Wow, this one puts the mind into a thinking mode. It is true, while all in nature feasts on what God has provided for them to eat, in some areas poor people eat from garbage cans or welfare. Some by no fault of their own, others who choose alcohol or drugs before working and common sense. Valentine

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terry O'Leary

9 Years Ago

Thanks Valentine!
I'm happy to have had such an effect...
Terry

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Terry O'Leary
Terry O'Leary

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a physicist lacking gravity... learning more and more... about less and less... until we finally know... everything about nothing... more..

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