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Earth In Me

So much water, so much iron
Alas, no gold, but copper by the ion
Glows in my skin late summer days
And tastes of blood and flint and maize


Taste my salt, my spit, my hair
Breath my tender air, my mollis aer
Anoint me with a cloak of sweat
And with my sword I will beget


The earthy side of me, you see
Nickel, zinc, ah, yet no mercury
Take my dirt, my earth, my stones
Build a castle with my bones.

21Mar14
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Walker  Avatar
March 26, 2014 at 3:35 PM
Nice... Verlena
Richardson Avatar
March 27, 2014 at 6:23 AM
Thank you much, Verlena. This one was a fun write. Glad you enjoyed. Rick
Makama Avatar
March 25, 2014 at 4:55 PM
This is awesome and definitely a 7 for me! Keep up with the excellent work. You are highly welcome to Poetry soup, a community of mind blowing, soul piercing and intrigue creating poets! I hope to check back on you again. This is really, really so good
Richardson Avatar
March 26, 2014 at 6:23 AM
Thank you much, Funom.
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