gregory collins Poems
A Pearl Far Away From Its Shell
You have an innocent smile that touches my
shoulders. Vowels supported by darkness itself.
But i can can't see death pushing aside the
roots of life: Life is a long meditative walk
about why the smell of pollen reminds one
of the soul. So why do we take fire onto ourselves,
that ends in the form of prayer. The fact that
such a gentle song will decompose my body.
My nose, blankly sniffing, dreams a dream.
I have an invisable flag from under falling leaves,
and it is still summer to the bones of the tree.
To the merchant of the earth and ...
'we have the opportunity to make America a better nation'
Doctor Martin Luther King Jr.
'there are those who look at the way things are asking why.
I dream of things that never were, and ask why not'
The whole frame was swaying as if to scratch gropingly