Salt-Blood Seas
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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Sunday, April 18, 2004
Crystal-hulled and aging-backed, she began
her self-tossed journey into salt-blood seas.
She needed to see the grand master plan,
the way to heaven, in humanity.
Fragile-silked and genesis-backed, she ran
before the storm of winds buffeting pleas,
and gathered all needs of questions span;
as she traveled travails, false guarantees
delivered their creed; let’s jubilee!
Wildly disagree! And practice how to scan
an intelligent man. Family tree!
Unbury your fee! Unbury your ban.
Salt-bloated seas, cover me, please. I’ve been
debris… Don’t you see? You can all fit in.
Erin Moen
4/18/04
Crystal-hulled and aging-backed, she began
Her self-tossed journey into salt-blood seas.
She needed to See the grand master plan,
The way to heaven, in humanity.
Fragile-silked and genesis-backed, she ran
Before the storm of winds buffeting pleas,
And gathered All needs of questions span;
As she traveled travails, false guarantees
Delivered their creed; let’s jubilee!
Wildly disagree! And practice how to Scan
An intelligent man. Family tree!
Unbury your fee! Unbury your ban.
Salt-bloated seas, cover me, please. I’ve been
Debris… Don’t you see? You Can all fit in.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 9/23/06
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The contents of this bough of the tree of wisdom make the fruits ripen.
I will not comment on other technicalities, this time, because I follow Poet Regina Pounds on "CONTENTS MUST BE PRIORITY OVER ANY FORM OF BELLES LETTERS".
I thank you for sharing knowledge, wisdom, and for delivering a message that builds and inspires minds.
Margarita Caligaris, Litt.D., Ph.D.