The Void Within The Gravid Womb Of Nature...
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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr
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Autumn expires, arbor curdles;
roots still nestle warm and deep;
ostensibly indifferent to encroaching change;
its' cancerlike process of death intrudes.
Appearance of lesioned crust, spreading-
malignantly, as winter infests
its' hard, cold blanket of ossified soil,
yet, permeating, prohibiting life,
casting stems' belated petals stillborn.
And, if earth bore matriarch instincts,
what an anguishing scathe it'd suffer;
Nine months of fresh efflorescence,
iniquitously aborted by december's throes.
God made Earth to perpetually gestate,
and its purgence be nothing less
than a cold, black-hole, until spring comes,
with growthful birth, from natures cradle
of renaissance, verdant breadth.
((((((((((((((F j R)))))))))))))))
Originally posted on various
sites between...2008-2012
Revised for structural improve-
ment & Reposted Oct.23rd,2016
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