Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 29, 2016

Decemberish~by Paul F. Lenzi





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I miss the late sun
rods and cones
perked by sworn affidavits
of light upon broad
panoramic existence

I miss the long day
sight degraded
by limited aid of a
tingling protracted
ballet of electrons

I miss what I know
to be there in the night
or is this instead
a believing not knowing
what dawn will reveal

I miss what I see
of my context
the nearness and
distance attending
my place in creation

I miss what I learned
in my evening hammock
from edified scripture
of imminent birth
by the light of one star

I miss what I thought
I could see plain as day
before realizing nothing
is quite as it seems
till it’s seen in the dark


  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

    • most welcome always!!

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