Small Poems # 21 Poem by JOE POEWHIT

SKYWARD

Into the unknown space.
Cascading into gentle lace.
Beyond light the solar plays.
Waiting for the light of day.

A FRIEND

Bliss in that solid moment.
Raptured talk of many ways.
Solitude to a lonely heart.
May friendship never part.

BLISS

Finding a place so quiet.
Not a nerve fiber to stimulate.
Crashing down from a noise.
That moment before my eye.

copyright 1993 POEWHIT
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