Saiom Shriver Poems

After petalfall
the red rose' passion
is suddenly
out of fashion...
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The setting sun's image
in the office buildings is
radiant with light.
Yet do not follow it, for
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A cadaver in
a coffin
A hotdog
in a bun
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Faithful spring refrocks
flags of flaming fleecy phlox
Unsheered happy flocks
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Out of the deepest pain
of hell so low
is born of goodbye
the sweetest hello!
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In the holiest of climes
where the vines to heaven climb
the sweetest fall of rain
becomes sour juice of lime.
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The storm was full of menacing
dark clouds, hard cold rain..
treecleaving lightning.
Now it is over
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The old man running out of his
burning hut, set on fire
by napalm
in Vietnam..
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Some Muslims think
everyone else an infidel.
Some Christians think
everyone else is going to hell.
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