Cornucopia
CORNUCOPIA
placating profusion
as an absence of shrieks
make holes in the madness
extravagant excess
in the distant ambience
held tight clean cautions
abundant ropes
giving hope
smiling like
an electric blue
lightning stripe
there will be silence
no sound or scream
at the end of this
discretion
there will be calm
no falling thoughts
out of tethered
perfection
just a cornucopia
dearthed in drifting
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(for Thanksgiving)
© Kim van Breda—8 September 2015
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