The Verdant Lore (Cleave Poem)
On the page - of this lore
painted verdant by - the rod of God
a word traveler - unveils
A song, - its charm
perhaps, sounding - on the mystic
blue - sea
Amidst the echoes - of peripheral visions
his thoughts are - dancing wildly with the
orphic - wind
Like - the twists
of leaves - in early Autumn
that innocently - falling in passion,
seeking a home, - to entertain the souls
He sighs through… - the remnants-of dreams
and finds himself - a proverbial comfort
In the breath of - this blossoming page is
a verdant lore, - the scents of my life
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The cleave is three poems in one and was created
by Dr. Phuoc Tan Diep, poet and artist. To learn
more about this poetic form, visit the link below
http://cleavepoetry.wordpress.com/
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