Kelly Vinal

(1967- / Homestead, Florida)

In the Place of Emptiness


In the place of emptiness
Softly, softness, gentlest
Bright white rays stream from the sun
Warmly, warmest, innocence
An orphan cloud is drifting by
Solstice, solace, penitence
A man is resting on a hill
Greenest, grandest, simplest
Staring through the painting sky
Bluest, boundless, interest
There is a falcon soaring by
Focused, flawless, anapest
Finds his mouse and has his fill
Simple, simplest, chevisance
Fields of gold and fields of rye
Wanting, wanted, appetence
An orphan cloud now blocks the sun
Silent, silence, quietest
In the place of emptiness

Submitted: Wednesday, December 01, 2004

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  • Norah Comerio (12/18/2004 9:35:00 AM)

    This piece reminds me of something that would be found in a child's primer to illustrate alliteration! Well done! (Report) Reply

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