Terry O'Leary

Daytimes Crystalline - Poem by Terry O'Leary

Fat midnight bats feast, gnawing gnats, and flit away serene
while on the trails in distant dales the lonesome wolverine
sate appetites on foggy nights and daytimes crystalline.

A migrant feeds on rotting seeds with fingers far from clean
and thereby's blessed with a barren breast (the easier to wean) -
her baby sucks an arid flux and fades away unseen.

Topic(s) of this poem: human condition

Form: Rhyme Royal or Rime Royale

Comments about Daytimes Crystalline by Terry O'Leary

  • Ellias Anderson Jr. (8/26/2012 1:37:00 AM)

    the calm feeling that i Receive from this work is so deep and lovely, wow, ...the nights and it's mystery, ..very good, so nice Terry! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 27, 2017

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