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Cliffton Clay Cromberg Poem
This tainted porcelain flesh
Shifting, Shaping, Sculpting
Woman forming Woman
Your spirit a dark wind
Coiling, Stretching, Reaching
Your heart a wild stalking beast
Timid, Powerful, Playful
Your body clay soft
Raw, Pink, Alabaster
Your mind a living ocean
Dancing, Magical, Emerald
Depths of Imagination
Copyright © Cliffton Clay Cromberg | Year Posted 2007
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Cliffton Clay Cromberg Poem
Dry leaves ruffle together
like voices over a waterfall.
In this coolness of night are echoes
that drift ever so quiet on a breeze,
Into sleep and the solitude of dreaming.
A single thought, a breath, a tear...
Sounds of silence often fall
like a mist out of a burnt sky,
Into a world where people
are like dry leaves,
Ruffling together in the wind.
Copyright © Cliffton Clay Cromberg | Year Posted 2007
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