Dale Gregory Cozart Poet Ekphrasis

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A Flock of Crows

Over lambent plains
of blond wheat,
braided spikes
rustling
in flaxen breeze,
a flock of crows
seesaws
like obsidian scythes
in cider firmament
under harvest sun's afternoon eye.

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Kurt Ravidas June 1, 2019 at 10:43 AM Oh, my, the reader seats astounded, shaking his head. Cider firmament etc.! Seating, shaking his head. Dale Gregory Cozart June 1, 2019 at 11:09 AM Thank you, Kurt.

Susan Gentry June 23, 2018 at 9:38 PM Congratulations on your win with this profound, well-written poem! :) Dale Gregory Cozart June 24, 2018 at 7:51 AM Thanks, Susan!

Mike Gentile June 21, 2018 at 7:40 AM Congrats on your top win Dale !!! Dale Gregory Cozart June 21, 2018 at 8:32 AM Thanks, Mike.

Line Gauthier June 21, 2018 at 7:03 AM Lovely imagery, Dale. Congrats on your gold medal win. Dale Gregory Cozart June 21, 2018 at 7:14 AM Thanks, Line.

Gershon Wolf June 19, 2018 at 7:52 PM As Jim S. noted, very 'evocative.' Might I add 'thought-provocative and even ingeniously concoct-ative (if I may borrow some license). Fine, fine poetry. ~ Gershon