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Missive Panoply


06.17.19 Posted in today's words by

Ken Allan Dronsfeld’s most recent poem to appear here was “Dark Side of the Sun” (March 2019).

Missive Panoply
By Ken Allan Dronsfeld

Lost midnight moon at rise;
colors void with fall’s crisp breeze
questions are of life beyond here
somewhere, out there in an abyss
planets void of the sun pulsating
colder here in this global warming
red apples fall into eager hands
heaven’s grand curtains closing
the next act begins with falling snow
red twilight now sleeps beyond Pluto
jesters dance upon Jupiter’s moon
bellowing frogs dash away from the
swift grasp of the great blue heron.
curtain calls end with a soaring leaf
a child recites, star light; star bright
Satan crosses the sky riding a comet
excitingly, the North Pole shudders
Atlantis rises in the Sea of Tranquility.

  



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