Beautiful Game Poem by Randy Resh

Beautiful Game

Rating: 5.0


These shoulders
almost wide enough
to play the hand
fountain quill fanning

talon wingtip splayed

My God;
You The One So Beautiful
we the airborne glide drawing

tarot cards laid
tenuous tempest
hearts and spades
hearts in spades laid

tessellate tightrope
clawing down-wind
downe betraying

light with shade splayed


copyright Randy Resh 2007

Sunday, November 25, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ronald Stroman 25 November 2007

exactly like you said, as the title says.

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Randy Resh

Randy Resh

Toronto, Canada
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