Weather Result - Ray Succre
Time is made of inanimate particles shoved along by animated kinetic ones, though I am made of evil pitch, say the good. Land is digested by oxygen, and its movement in air or water, the cess result of which is a chronically refreshed, geological surface, though my rough is fine-cut by evil tongues, say the good.
This Earth has no heart but for magnets and blood, and this nature, no mind set aside for good or else.
Ray Succre has been writing for twelve years and has begun publishing his poetry while trying to broaden himself as a poet and parent. He is now beginning to send his work out at a more social level. He currently lives on the southern Oregon coast with his wife, Maisy, and baby boy, Painter. He has been published in Aesthetica, Poetry Salzburg Review, and Poetry Nottingham, as well as in many others both in the U.S. and abroad.
For further inquiry, publication history, and information, visit http://raysuccre.blogspot.com. This site is updated often.