William LeppoVenice, Florida |
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Wild Bill has been actively writing poetry for approximately ten years. He is an apprentice electrician in Venice, FL. Wild Bill is an active outdoors person who enjoys hunting, fishing and many other sports. He has been published by the Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum and The National Library of Poetry. He started his own business. Wild Bill Enterprises, which is a new format of Greeting Card featuring his poem photographically illustrated. I write poetry in a profound and obscure metaphoric fashion. The Poems I write are Parables of Life. |
MotherShe arrived at sightEngulfing my form upon first light Soft sounds emerged from her presence
Her spectrums, an array of beauty
A soul on which we feast
Always present but never the same
A deadly foe, an unconquerable ally
A kingdom where she is queen
Life is the game she teaches us to play
The Ocean is the Mother of the earth
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MaskThe air we breatheThoughts to retrieve Karma to common
Nights revealed by day
Reality, clouded by dreams
Blessed by the stroke of luck
Wakened by the task
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DeathThe skeleton on the prairie, bleached by the sunThe window dressed in black, left with a son A flower arrangement, shriveled and dry
A sore in the eye of the universe
A shroud covering eternal sleep
The tombstone without a name
An urn of ashes on the fireplace eve
Tears of sorrow, flowing over wrinkled cheeks
Was it destined, did it come as a shock
Why did you leave me, what will I do
This knock on your door is inevitable one day
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