The Void Within The Gravid Womb Of Nature... Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

The Void Within The Gravid Womb Of Nature...

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Autumn expires, arbor curdles;
roots still nestle warm and deep;
ostensibly indifferent to encroaching change;
its' cancerlike process of death intrudes.
Appearance of lesioned crust, spreading-
malignantly, as winter infests
its' hard, cold blanket of ossified soil,
yet, permeating, prohibiting life,
casting stems' belated petals stillborn.

And, if earth bore matriarch instincts,
what an anguishing scathe it'd suffer;
Nine months of fresh efflorescence,
iniquitously aborted by december's throes.
God made Earth to perpetually gestate,
and its purgence be nothing less
than a cold, black-hole, until spring comes,
with growthful birth, from natures cradle
of renaissance, verdant breadth.

((((((((((((((F j R)))))))))))))))

Originally posted on various
sites between...2008-2012
Revised for structural improve-
ment & Reposted Oct.23rd,2016

©Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
2008- All Rights Reserved

©Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
2012- All Rights Reserved

©Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
MMXVI All Rights Reserved

Saturday, October 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,changes,nature
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