Poem - for every threat or every other normal thing

for every threat or every other normal thing

here is this day striven out with dereliction or grace

that converts strain into sudden pleasure and stain into meaning

emotional pleas from trees black bark and yellowing leaves

not so many going now to fall but soon a waterfall of reds and yellows

every street and alley canyons of hue and the mind begotten anew

more days in there with duty or sloth patched or sundered 

whittled down like droplets of ink into a black story of a black night 

or unexpectedly lifted when every angel's plea is detected 

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