michael oliver Poems

Wrapped in settling snow from the warm pink
Flakes upon flakes upon patterns and soft geometry
My dad pulls me and sled snow silent
Him the single shape through flake and flake
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While at Christian tea over the desk
Asked the white collared guru
So what is Holy?
The gentle claptrap of church speak
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In the star field
The moon shining
A bright token
Calling on life
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The metal black stove
Cooled by nights decay
Forever dads first task
This cottage day reanaiscance
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Those eleven apples
A seasons festoon
Green slowly defeated
And blush triumphant
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Against the sky
The leaves and seeds
Await my brush
And betrayal
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She walks away receding
A framed hardship
Once she chased boys
A child's different corridor
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Under the lamp
under the sodium
a yellow quick clasp
Well mate how does
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Smoking in the door
Smoking from the rain
Loud at night experts
Hellow Geezer through traffic
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