He Must Have Been A Miracle
He must have been a miracle,
little copper sun-kissed muffin
he must have been an answered wish,
a prayer for sheer perfection.
He must have been a joy of joys
a glimmer in one’s eye,
he must have been a man of boys
(but still his mama’s guy).
He must have been a miracle…
goodbye, my guy,
goodbye.
K.R. Copeland is a prolific writer of the poetic persuasion, who derives
inspiration from the mundane grain of everyday life. Her work, which ranges
from formal to experimental, heady to absurd, has appeared or is forthcoming
in publications such as, Seeker, Hodge-podge, Fresh!, Offcourse, Moxie,
Comfusion, Niederngasse,The Dakota House journal, Beginnings, The Highland
Poetry journal, Bias Onus Quarterly, Snow Monkey, and, The American Muse.
lorenz2@ameritech.net
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