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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required First Placing : Poetry Marathon 2025 Sponsor: Mark Toney { FREEDOM “We may want to linger, to stay, to arrest the flow and talk about it, photograph it, lyricize it. Yet this beauty is mercurial and we must let it go, for it is already slipping away to be replaced by the new.” -Stuart Sovatsky } YELLOW FIELD OF WHEAT Angel of Death skims blacker than tar a skeletal knock overturning bowl of oats smelling of frankincense and ashes to carry you to a yellow field of wheat where you will dance radiant waltzes haloed free your laughter pranced across blue walls with Michael Jackson, Spider-Man, cheeky elves relishing Kentucky Fried Chicken as you played scrabble with forlorn neighbour bony body birthing revolutions of roulette with green life and grey death how you endured those precision needles wanting to drum tapered fingers on waiting desk overflowing with car sketches your thirteen year old bald head smiling veins on an enchanting spring moon as our hidden tears crystallised hospital sheets we tried to keep up with you scoffing encyclopaedias, Dickens and muffins alike cancer like a chess game mastered chemo doctors and nurses becoming kings or pawns time was now or endless pathos stalking minds Laurel and Hardy keeping hearts unlocked on Merlin’s star-patterned couch you will jokingly converse with Pele and his team soccer ball silent under quiescent table my ink cannot pen sad lines as I feel your lips still sucking dripping nipple freedom moonwalks on a yellow field of wheat
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