Daytime Crystalline
By loquaciousicity
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Fat midnight bats feast, gnawing gnats, and flit away serene
while on the trails in distant dales the lonesome wolverine
sate appetites as dawn alights and daytime's crystalline.
A migrant feeds on rotting seeds with fingers far from clean
and thereby’s blessed with barren breast (the easier to wean) -
her baby sucks an arid flux and fades away unseen.
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What a gorgeous rhythm. Not
What a gorgeous rhythm. Not easy to write I'm sure but done very well. I wanted more!
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Brilliant! You've captured
Brilliant! You've captured the rhythm and rhyme of this poem perfectly.
Jenny.
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I agree too, a lovely rhythm
I agree too, a lovely rhythm/rhyming read. I loved the gnawing gnats! I take it the rest of the verse is a fun/nonsense meaning. Does crystalline just mean days like crystal? Last line – should it be foggy with 2 'g's? Rhiannon
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