A Quandary
Arriving
in the wee hours
Of
a metallic morning,
Rusted
rhymes covered
With
a grey patina
Met
the screaming hour:
Crystal
poems bleeding
Scarlet
ink
Were
shattered
By
the scrunch of cluttered
Words
of futility, causing
Dark
allegories
To
become lost inside a
Cold
dreariness in a field of graves,
Placing
my mind in a quagmire
Of,
decomposing reality.
James
Piatt
James,
has had several of his poems nominated for both pushcart and best of web
awards, and many were published in the past four “The 100 Best Poems
Anthologies.” He has had three collections of poetry, “The Silent Pond,”
(2012), “Ancient Rhythms,” (2014), and “Light” (2016), four novels, over 1,100
poems in over 150 magazines and anthologies, and 35 short stories, published.
His fourth collection of poetry, is scheduled for release this year. He earned
his BS and MA from California State Polytechnic University, and his doctorate
from BYU.
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