Steven Federle

Freshman - 605 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Holy Days - Poem by Steven Federle

These are my holy days
when dark spirits inundate
the mystic forest

and urge me with purling song
into empty waters.

But I’ll stop my descent
Into somnolent night.

I see a new way to fight
this terminal pain.

Looking into your eyes
at last I confess
your brighter path
and joyfully say,
Yes!


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 30, 2011



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