Ell Ell Poems

You; Old Father, pride of heart;
who brought your tears and filled the oceans
while the sun beat down like a golden jewel;
and with your blood, you shed the rose
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it is not the birds with peaceful melody
that sing the aria of the gentle night;
nor is it the wind with bated breath
that calms the dawn to the light of day;
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The big sweet toothed shark
grinning towards the small fish
shows his rotten teeth
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Do not pray for the
cloudy heavens
do not pray for the
fiery hells;
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With their savage howls
the animals in the night
crowd these bitter streets
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Nightfall -
the caged cuckoo cries
for an autumn moon
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December flowers -
even the roses
are covered in snow
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