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Blackbird Drawn against a Charcoal Sky White Snow
Blackbird Drawn against a Charcoal Sky White Snow
Blackbird Drawn against a Charcoal Sky White Snow
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I've been writing since the Dawn of Time. You can find other works by me under Smashword, and Apple.
Happy Hunting! Most of them are not as disjointed - or deeply personal - as these poems, and for some reason (known only to you) as popular.
Thanks for making these poems a success. Please let me know how you're doing with your own poems..
I find that revisiting McKuen, Frost, Wordsworth, Poe, Rilke, and all the great poets on whose shoulders we stand always replenishes the well.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherVince Iuliano
Release dateFeb 7, 2014
ISBN9781310023767
Blackbird Drawn against a Charcoal Sky White Snow
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Vince Iuliano

Freelance writer. Staunch crusader for truth, justice and the American Way..(writes under various names. You could be reading me right now, and not know it!)

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    Blackbird Drawn against a Charcoal Sky White Snow - Vince Iuliano

    BLACKBIRDS DRAWN AGAINST A CHARCOAL SKY WHITE SNOW

    (Experiments in Stream of Consciousness Poetry

    by Vince Iuliano)

    © 2014-2018 Vince Iuliano. Smashword Edition

    Sun.

    Beach it was cool and fragrant

    scented with breeze and sand, and kids

    Who made loud noises on the monkey bars

    while their mothers screeched after them like

    crazy ducks.

    There are no second acts he said

    Except that its not always true - this was a second act

    right here, and he listened to the cool breezes and

    thought about holding her close in the sand.

    Her teeth white and her skin warm as she squinted

    Into the sun smiling and happy with no portent

    Of the future or bad feelings. This was the perfect day

    Banana-fish or no, and the sand could close over them both

    He would never again be as

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