Poetry 365 | Day 260 | Master Craftsman

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Gyre of blessing–
The eye of the Universe
  controlled by the ebb:
    protracted from the source

    of a broken heart.

We all feel your success;
  the benefactors of your generosity,
  but lost we sing your broken tune.

The blue oasis
gathers mithral of palm fronds
and settles in peace;
    while wars wage in the effects–
But the cause of your heart lives on.

Understanding of you
  comes quietly in the night
  as a kiss far off;
      awaiting the home it knows best–

We shall not labor thoughtlessly;
  our souls know better,
  and we are better

because you made us.

--Stephen Martin, 9/21/19

To streamline this challenge I will be linking to day one for the details. This is a cross promotion of the Steemit and Cent platforms. Visit me on Steemit. Visit me on Cent.

Day 1

In a nutshell, post your poetry below for consideration in my monthly, online, blockchain, poetry journal.

What's your 365?