Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,567 Points (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)

Brewding Storm - Poem by Frederick Kesner


No one can tell (the difference is)
clear to querying mind(s) :
How is it I could not savour
the pungent heavy clouds
before the pulling of the breeze?

Further afar off, one imagines
future life daily waiting - awash
tranquil staccato whispers -
permeate my porous soul
after the pelting of the rain.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, February 1, 2008

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