Steven Federle

Rookie - 147 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Steven Federle Poems

1. Blue Days 2/27/2011
2. Leap Of Faith 12/24/2011
3. The Denial Of St. Peter 6/7/2012
4. Rocky Shore 3/1/2012
5. Peter's Report 4/24/2011
6. Ordination 11/18/2013
7. November Sky 11/10/2013
8. And Fell The Crane 6/15/2013
9. Life 1/23/2012
10. Holy Saturday 4/23/2011
11. Wind - Chimes 6/25/2011
12. In Arching Waters 5/2/2011
13. We Sing 8/16/2011
14. Simplicity Of Being 11/9/2011
15. Angeles 4/10/2011
16. Abaude: Morning Rain 1/30/2011
17. Fog's Gone 2/2/2011
18. Dangerous Driving 1/27/2011
19. Wolf Moon 1/16/2014
20. Russian Tanks Gather At The Ukrainian Border 3/13/2014
21. Insurgent 3/21/2012
22. Cherry Blossoms On Palm Sunday 4/17/2011
23. March Rain 3/6/2011
24. At The Death Of A Young Girl 2/11/2011
25. Starlings 6/26/2011
26. Death Waits On The Shores Of Tripoli 3/20/2011
27. Tornado 4/28/2011
28. Eucharist 5/7/2011
29. Birther 4/10/2011
30. A Windy Day 7/16/2011
31. The Other Brother 3/24/2011
32. Joshua Tree 2/20/2012
33. Winter Tree 12/24/2011
34. Dry Lake 1/13/2012
35. The Serene Happiness Of Silent Acceptance 4/5/2012
36. Thunderstorm On Easter Morning 3/31/2013
37. Nightfall (The Darkness Rises) 3/17/2015
38. Monument Valley 2/11/2014
39. Wild Mustard 5/4/2014
40. The Heist 1/30/2011
Best Poem of Steven Federle

Blue Days

Blue Days

Blue days race
to starry nights.

Candles plunge
to panting dreams.

Power is brief.

The mounting sun
with youthful strength
lusts for noon’s brightest heights,

but ennui runs deep and gently receives
the sun’s fading fire,
night’s growing pyre.

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Gravity

We walk secure, grounded, heavy, oblivious,
safe from perplexing weightlessness,
unlike Life Savers candies on Atlantis spinning theatrically
as glittering Las Vegas floats beneath,
or those rusty spherical droplets
of Tang, humorlessly drifting over the Indian Ocean;
we are safe even as Kubrick's treacherous computer,
tenderly releases the cradled voyager to drift reeling away,
receding, smaller and smaller, no longer a man,

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