The whole idea, the whole project
was a concept in the making,
surpassing tense to see the world
as it seems from one minute location
shooting blaze and rage in all direction;
stopping to scoop the earth
among the desperate faces yellowed
with damnation petals and withered hearts.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 570
Cycle 4
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