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The Earthen Coin
by Chris Sorrenti
It's never too late to turn the humus
Never too late to make the dirt shine
Why let forest yield to desert?
Spread the sod of the Earthen coin
Success and failure are a deciduous cycle
In answer to an external call
Yet we make our fortune from the inside
In search of the Earthen coin
Some spend their lives looking for treasure
While it's sitting underneath their thumb
Love and happiness fleeting as Canada Geese
Migrating to the shimmer of the Earthen coin
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09/04/2014 Author's Note: Published in the chapbook Verse Afire, A Tri-Annual Publication of The Ontario Poetry Society, January to April 2007 Vol. 5 No. 1, I.B. Iskov Editor/Publisher, Toronto, Canada. I.S.S.N. 1715-0280.
Posted on 09/05/2014
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/06/14 at 03:16 PM I enjoyed this, Chris. Earthen coin is a unique phrase, and as you spin it ;) here, gives alternatives (flip sides?) to our future. I liked the use of "deciduous cycle" and the last two lines are especially interesting as you use the migration idea. |
| Posted by Colleen Sperry on 09/15/14 at 10:56 PM enjoyed this .. the last stanza is fabulous .. well written |
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