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Butter the Sky

I slip into my robe to boil water toast my bread and butter the morning sky The color of sunrise is very beautiful perfectly clear clouds in straight line This contact with God the friend of silence I have just spent modestly my times for today...

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/8/2014 1:10:00 AM

wow, another awesome poem. the word BUTTER is very lucky for you!!!

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/8/2014 1:29:00 AM

Thanks for the lovely visit Andrea!

Toquyen Harrell

Date: 4/7/2014 8:27:00 AM

So peaceful! Love it. Enjoy your morning, Ken :)

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/7/2014 1:54:00 PM

Thank you much Toquyen!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 4/6/2014 3:46:00 PM

totally visual and metaphorical, ken.. flows like butter on a clear , divine day!.. huggs

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/6/2014 4:46:00 PM

Thanks Nette for the visit!

Eileen Manassian

Date: 4/6/2014 3:16:00 PM

:-) Beautiful....butter away...

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/6/2014 4:45:00 PM

Thanks for visiting Eileen!

Robert Pettit

Date: 4/6/2014 3:11:00 PM

A very attractive poem about a typical morning. Your line of "...butter the morning sky" is very imaginative. It reminded me of the song "Ole Buttermilk Sky" by the late Hoagy Carmichael.

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/6/2014 4:45:00 PM

Thank you Robert!