Kelly Vinal

Rookie (1967- / Homestead, Florida)

Middle Clarity - Poem by Kelly Vinal

Let me see it for myself, when the air is
Not obscured, and there’s no denial of
Mortal sight between the harvest moon
And here
I own this state of clouded view, the
Neglect of objectivity, my design -
Inadvertent, creeping like the sheltered moss
Of an ancient English moor
No infractions to the wind
For haze that drifts across the plain -
No smears of reputation,
Nothing to defend -
But pain
Show me paths of gilded grandeur,
Through snow-capped peaks of time,
In grace and splendor -
Grant me space to make my peace,
With the innocence of a child’s eye,
And the wisdom of old men -
These middle times of mine

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Read poems about / on: innocence, snow, moon, child, peace, pain, wind, time, children

Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2004

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 17, 2010

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