Short Desolateness Poems

Then
he used to get regular calls,
and hurry, carrying the shining me
on his sturdy shoulders.
Used me deftly,
and as I dug and filled,
I saw the inert relics rest
with the buried time terminated.

Now
senile, he carries debilitated 
the burden of his time.
An old useless companion,
antique, I stand rusted in the attic.
In desolateness I deem he hears 
the scraping of some other shovel new,
and waits for the final call....

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In the burnt barren wasteland 
Once a graphic garden
I rise from the arms of ashes
A fortified sapling
Split the crevasse of desolateness 
Where I bloom a solitary rose
A pervasive singularity of creativity
Enclosed within the sublime soul
Fathomless as the cosmos
Timeless as the eternity
I unfurl for you in essence
The beauty of the universe.

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Written : March 7, 2020
For A Brian Strand  Freed Verse Contest...

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They all grew wings and flew away
to distant lands, leaving the nest empty.
In the void of desolateness prevailing
my sky was draped in shades of grey,

until down the years lonely and long
when third generation buds blossomed,
albeit in the alien garden so far away,
to me the colors of joy drifted along.

The smile of grandchildren on ipad I see
each morning flashing like dawning sun.
From gloomy horizon of emptiness I rise
while the aura of delight embraces me.

May 24, 2019...

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