Steven Federle

Rookie - 219 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

In The End - Poem by Steven Federle

In the end
will my I rise
like cranes flying
through obdurate fog,
keen eyes splitting the milky sky,
swimming the windy sea
to clearer air beyond
high dawn's
looming
trees?


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 2, 2011


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