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RICHARD WILSON MOSS.

SONGSOPTOK THE WRITERS BLOG | 7/10/2014 |





        Enlightenment And Others.







Enlightenment


So walked into flowers
Folding themselves into books
And asked, would you not rather die on the vine?


Reflection


In the filthy gas station restroom
Is the cracked mirror
Partially obscured by a smear
Of profanity
Beneath a yellow dangling bulb
One fly buzzing undecided.
Only here do I find my true reflection.



Asters


If ever violet astors bend in wind

Like reddened, quaking knees in a pew

Then the natural world

Is the same slave of faith.


Madness


What is done is not done

In madness

The hurricane

Does not make oceans insane

Upheaval is vain

And innocent unto itself.










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