Look Closely
Written: May 21, 2024, For Edward Ibeh Contest
“If you look closely you can see that they are all interconnected, symbolic of a never-ending circle in which it is simply impossible for the dog to catch the rabbit.” — Kit Williams
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Witness divine—glorious wonders for mankind.
Magnificent sky with swirling clouds that hide.
Sunbeams brilliantly—brightening the earth.
Moon warms the farmland for a night's worth.
Witness the power of the jewels' harmless light.
Satin fuchsia flower buds sparkle at first sight.
From pristine spot—amethyst wishes may sprout.
I wish to acquire beyond halcyon hues of stout.
In symphony, raindrops adorn and stifle the land.
Winter flakes coat the land and expand.
Nature's lyrics are in varied and tidy dimensions.
Calm woods, singing brooks, swift river distention.
Cherish dear pets, nature, birds, and seafood.
God's riches are bestowed nearby and cooed.
This life is knit with family, love, zeal, and friends.
We suffer agony and adore food, but not fiends.
With a sight of ethereal happiness.
look deeply and faithfully with sappiness.
To prevent overlooking anything crucial.
Reached elixir peaks—won a prize celestial.
Look through a veil of belief, full of hope.
A peek at divine glow and limitless scope.
It's awe-inspiring getting close to nightfall.
Strive for success—and never let yourself fall.
Look at the rain cloud—raindrops might fall.
But beyond, light radiates out from its crawl.
Witness the butterfly—which is truly rare.
Bear note of its progress as it climbed in the air.
In Stygian hues, we sank over brink of death.
A supple poise, a tale of dichotomy, an eerie lethe.
It is a timeless being—never altering itself in light.
Disease, warfare, belief, and culture sham sight.
Behold a charming face adorned with a smile.
Then delve inwardly—descry heart beguile.
It is akin to a dawn breaking on the horizon.
Time is never idle for anyone, wax or wizen.
Rising costs and overworked staff members.
Stretch your horizons—discover raw tempers.
Judges' words rang out in a split legal system: "Jail!"
Marvel at ethereal entities veiled by mortal trails.
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