Older Poems from the Pen of O...

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This collection is a gathering of most of my older poems, both published and unpublished, making it easier to... More

Older Poems from the Pen of Olan L. Smith
Walking Toward Noon
Know It All
My Starry Home
Gorge Bridge
Funeral
A Preposition Proposition
Green Eyes
Words
Dreamers
Sniveling in My Sleeve
Self Discovery
Resident Visitors
What Will Tomorrow Bring?
A Single Tear
What Lingers
My Seventh Wheel Spins
Hiroshima
Ode to Homophones
Soothly
After This
Get a Grip
Jewel
Cut Out Its Heart
Friendship Is
Naught-Naught-Two
Crocodile Man
Sustain
Glistening Pearls
Fancy You
Liars
Airborne
Final Duel
My Nomenclature
Diamante 2
Diamante 1
Diamante
Thanbauk: 1 & 2
Alphabet Poem: Narcissistic Gods
Pantoum: Black Widow
Koan No. 3
What Woes We Wrought
Kali: Goddess of Time and Change
Measure of Character
Know Love
A Single Beat
I Fall
A Puff of Air
My Ebon Creation
Etheree-Acrostic 1: Yesterday
Etheree 2: Lady Bug
Etheree 3: Intent
Etheree 4: Shone
Etheree 5: Happy 90th Birthday, Judy!!
Messenger
Acrostic: We Are Alive
Acrostic: Ascension
Acrostic: Pleiadians, the Seven Sisters
Acrostic: Maggie Sue
Acrostic: Provenance
Acrostic: Ophiuchus
Cinquain: His Birth
Cinquain: Poetry
Cinquain: Rivers
One-Eyed Jack
Pickles in a Jar
Self Discovery
A Comet's Tail
Oblong Box
Art's Head is Parted
Wisp of the Night
Venture Forth
A Tree is Her Grounding
Cotton and Green Potato Fuzz
Ramblers Do Abound
A Haiku is...
Haiku: Autumn
Haiku: Balance
Haiku Caged Bird
Senryu Candlelight
Linked Haiku-Senryu
Haiku: Snow
Senryu: Bubbles
Haiku: Frozen Folsom Falls
Haiku: Waterfall
Senryu X 3: Apes and Jigsaw Puzzles
Senryu: I Will Meet You Then
A Liquorice Wish
Cotton had no Dough
Night Shadow
The Siegfried Line
Pontificating Tea Baggers
Her Wanton Heart
Where Poets Coven
Mrs. Owl
Shattered Earth
Nirvana
Game
Misplaced
Dream World
The Old Chair
Worth the Living
My Quickening

Cotton's Paradox

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By CottonJones

©2012, Olan L. Smith


A container surrounds, obscures this world from my scrutiny;

I exist in a cube imperceptible and yet tangible; it is me.

I nurture a comfortably in my constructed penitentiary

Which I built upon underpinnings of worry and uncertainty―

People pass and never knock or unbutton its door―

I am both demise and existence subsisting in a container with a wooden floor,

Within is a meter set to expire; it will conclude and I become as before

Free to roam a universe, a new box to explore?

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