Best Poem of Clive Culverhouse

Realities
Realities
Where the blood of the universe warms my veins
We are that of the stars and comets,
the leaves and the trees, of the cosmic machine
For hope of escape seek other worlds in dream

Of minerals and makings our body stands
We are all that we see and feel,
we sense and we hear, of the cosmic . . .
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Bird Symphony
Birds sitting on wires
on overhead cables stretched in line
after a million tries of time their bodies arrange
in such a way
across the lines above
recreate Beethoven or Mozart
ready to be played by natures natural art
they perch in symphony
a musical score above the trees
and then it's all . . .
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