michael oliver

(13-4-1948 / swansea)

DUCK


A still is silent
shape suspended - between
Pebble - Water - Air
sunshine and shade
The drake - parades
grey - dark purple
round - oval - Is
a drake asleep
Sheen of water
flows broken past
Reflections - Light - Thought
never the same
Is silent as still
The mind inquires
A shape resolved
between
Pebble - Water - Air

Submitted: Saturday, December 21, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, January 01, 2014

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  • Stan Grossman (2/6/2014 4:21:00 PM)

    Mike, good to see you back in. Another gem here. I like the repetitions. You seem to have an affinity for them and they work VERY well. Cheers! (Scotty aka Stan Grossman) (Report) Reply

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