Unto The Night

Unto The Night
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

New Poetry

Ron Koppelberger
Shadowy Flight
Attained in chance and sanction, ravaged by
Rare satisfactions of backward trespass and
Entrance, precise, given in blows
Of distant walnut noise, cracking
In savory delight and shadowy flight.
A twilight nod, uneasy and in
Lilly-white amaranths
Of stone.
Ron Koppelberger
Temples of yesteryear
The patience and embryonic perfection of love’s in tender
Assurance and passion’s undusted glow, an
Intimate kiss, akin to silken sashay and wild
Temples of yesteryear, the heart of obsessive romance
Tempered by the sweet syrup of emeralds
In flittering innocence and innate desire, a satisfying
Affliction in the endurance of eternal
                                                                 Bliss and suns in revolution.




Ron Koppelberger
Endless Flight
Swallowed up in nectars of sweet sugar and flittering flow,
By the azure skies and the flight of sparrows in betrothal
To the winds, a dollop of destiny, desired by the eternal temper
Of belief and sure chaste weddings, rebuked by the tides of terrain
And tears, by songs in willful exquisite anew and
Endless flight.



Ron Koppelberger
Sated Heaven
Rains and grinning skulls in cadent ash,
Blown,flittering,churned in glowing embers of benumbing
Magic birth, the shallow aura of life and beasts,
Of passion’s attention and measures of affected desire,
A delicate vision of dreamy spoiled youth
And misty tendriled love, stirred and tended by the
                                                                Flames of a sated heaven.




Ron Koppelberger
In Spaces of Adult Wonder
Marveling, done in a childs distant dream,
By full bellies in sated contentions of green pea soup and
Exuberant parfaits’’ in besides, in all the reward for dirty
Socks and smudged checks in rain shower delights and the
Entirety of bidden snails and puppies breath, the seconds in spaces
Of adult wonder defined by sleepy heads and tomorrow’s
                                                                               Pass.



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