Terry O'Leary Poet Rhyme

Daytime Crystalline

Fat midnight bats feast, gnawing gnats, and flit away serene
      while on the trails in distant dales the lonesome wolverine
            sate appetites as dawn alights and daytime's crystalline.

A migrant feeds on rotting seeds with fingers far from clean
      and thereby’s blessed with barren breast (the easier to wean) -
            her baby sucks an arid flux and fades away unseen.

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Jon A Cavanaugh September 3, 2012 at 10:47 AM Love the poem Well done

Dan Kearley August 27, 2012 at 1:16 PM Yep,yep...You should have kept going? I could have thrown a couple lines in there for ya to ponder...Ha,ha. Like the flow ~~~ :o)

Jack Horne August 24, 2012 at 2:35 PM yes, I agree with harry - awesome. Congrats on your wins, my friend : )

Harry Horsman August 23, 2012 at 7:38 AM inspiring poem this Terry. awesome.

Anne-Lise Andresen August 22, 2012 at 2:04 PM Always something lovely from your pen Terry, love it - oxox // Anne-Lise

Bradley Cox August 22, 2012 at 7:06 AM loved the rhyme and flow it just show;s how talented you are thank you for sharing

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 22, 2012 at 5:16 AM awesome imagery Terry sending chills up the spine to engulf this write.. luv the rhyme too..it adds flare to the tragedy luv..

David Williams August 22, 2012 at 5:06 AM Terry I like this but, I feel there at least a couple moe stanza's......it has great flow....David

S.Jagathsimhan Nair August 22, 2012 at 3:47 AM Great poetry..love it! Jag