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By The End Of The Day

by James Zealy

I desired redemption
I felt pain
I discovered loss
I hoped for forgiveness

My sins tattered
Dreams wasted
With no gain

I smelled White lilies fragrance
From a Hazy visions distance
Salty fresh pretzels conjoined
With Bagels and cream cheese

At conrad Hinkle
I heard uncapped Citrus
From sundrop fizz
I saw Last tomatoes from the vine
And Denton white peaches

I tasted Salt
From a thermal pool
And Falling tree fruit

09/13/2015

Author's Note: Some words and images captured during the day. Conrad Hinkle is a small country grocery store. Denton is a town in Nc that has a fruit tree farm.

Posted on 09/13/2015
Copyright © 2017 James Zealy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/13/17 at 03:17 AM

Congrats on POTD James!

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