elysabeth faslund Poems

First draft only....prose poem....
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To the West, I looked.
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Anger...energizes enthusiasm for truth.
Anger...destroys rose glasses.
Anger...antithisizes depression fears.
Anger...has no use for crutches.
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Tin dripped sprinkles leaked puddles,
Watering Spider Lily, Narcissus blooms, roots.
Front porch steps lined white scents. Beloved.
Yard greened early Spring. Cypress, cattails,
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Flame...for candles' light,
Negating dark.
Do we not trust light?
Flame?
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God rest ye Merry Gentlemen
Let nothing ye dismay...for
Away in a manger...above,
The stars are brightly shining!
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Scaramouche! Scaramouche!
Can you do the Fandango
Down a crawfish hole?
Down a crawfish hole?
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Snow bright Eagle
of the underworld-
Talon Sun upwards.
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A cold farmer sketched into
his fields before dawn...
stood gazing on his colors,
planted, left to their own.
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Place: morning before the shooting
Place: student's home
Reason: to present a different position on the NRA, from the current one around
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What time was evening when night began?
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