Amy Michelle Mosier Poems

As empty as the future
So is a soaked page
Whose ink has run off.
I hope to be the author;
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Like the Sphinx
Igor lies regally
With eyes closed off
To the world.
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Old age doesn't exist for all
Because many claim its presence;
I submit that living goes on
Through many-hued firmaments.
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On waves of midnight blue -
We shoved off in the boat -
It mattered not where to -
Anywhere at a casual knot.
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How capricious it is
To follow the tail of a comet
And skip across Saturn's rings -
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Jesus stole him from me;
A cleft of my heart went
With my beloved to grand company.
Shock distracted the void -
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Spring days like these
Were made for katie ruellia -
Who is royalty among flowers -
Robed delicately in purple.
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Ample is the rising sun
That alights the furthest mountain
A carmine drape upon every hill
Exciting the birds to warble.
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What a curtain Bisbee has
That keeps Mexico subdued
And influences the lands
From which the Sierra was hewn.
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Thy being's grace
Is pleasant to behold -
As beautiful as
The jacaranda
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