Fishing For Phrase

March 17, 2014 § 3 Comments

How deep is the sea
of poetic cliches,
where similes swim
and metaphors make
mindful waves
in the salted water.
A pool as vast as time.
An ocean of words
to pick and choose.
Yet the art of the task
is to skim across the waters,
avoid the leaping temptations
of predictability,
and instead,
reach into the sky
and pull from above
a comparison as authentic
as the first sunrise
that showed its face
and stained
the earth’s skin red.

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