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****moving On
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****moving On

Poem By Ben Gieske

from a terra cotta site
aging years erupt with rage
to claim control
while ripening hearts fizzle
with Dr. Seuss’s double corolla
drinking green euphoria

Redheads perched in Maguera,
laced with Essen-carrot sensations,
their operons auto-racing in gigue activity,
circle in Baroque, a crazy, expansive dance.

Hunters pivot their swords keeping up the tempo
reeling in the fields finding garlands for mountain goats
pop-up characters bounce with alecto
laic in their dens of sheltered ears.

Only turtles drag in the sands
lured to cola regions
following the egg and ham calendar
in regular order

Petals float down the Rhine yertling aloha
the refrain frozen in Switzerland’s gossip cavities
I resign my bones to Verdi’s Aida
Take up my leato and emote a Honolula goodbye.

- February 3,2009

Published online in the July/August issue of Sketchbook

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Comments (2)

A beautiful piece, Ben.I will never forget this.
Wow! Ben, this is so action packed and the poem is also picturesque with its music, dance and color. Redheads perch, hunters pivot their spears and pop up characters do 'their thing' too It's all happening and you had to say goodbye....never mind you have had this published and what a memory this poem leaves and I would say far better than a postcard...10 love Karin