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Euphony and Cacophony Poetry


Volcano by Michael Curzan


Beneath the Earth, immense masses of magma move.

Bubbling brimstone bursts from the ground.

A catastrophic crackling and cracking.

Fissures fracture and exhale fumes.

Silvery ash wafts on the breeze.

Clouds of dust carry across the sky.

Flickery fingers of flame shoot up.

Flows of lava slide down the sloping sides.

Then, the subterranean pressure subsides at last.

The dust settles.

The spewed-out material cools into rock.

The ages slip past, and it softens into fertile soil.

Grass and flowers establish their place here.

They wait until it happens again.

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