Metaphysical Mortar

Between the cobalt and the blue
Glean gestalt and sum of true
All and each be more than six
Wall and reach be more than bricks



Photo by A Sclamberg & H Hall



Navy, cobalt, slate of blue,
Bright and white and cold of hue,
Bold of ice and snow and cloud,
Grim of nimbus, grey and proud.

Brim of depth and inland sea,
Smile of grim, on strand of thee,
Free of crave we tread thy strand,
Enclave, Sea of God and Man.


Photo by Jim Hays

Neal Dachstadter is a poet living in Tennessee.  His work has been printed in Decanto Poetry Magazine (UK), Western Viewpoints and Poetic Images: the Great American West (Woodinville, Washington), Society of Classical Poets Journal 2015 (Mt Hope, New York), Rocky Point Times (Puerto Peñasco, Mexico) and The Lyric (Jericho, Vermont).  A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at the University of Georgia, he deployed to Hawija, then wrote on Lookout Mountain, continuing with Delta Kappa Epsilon International.  Berkeley, Ann Arbor, and Athens encouraged him as a writer.  In 2015 he wrote in Arizona at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument five miles north of Mexico. 

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4 Responses

    • Al

      Much appreciated Cobal. Professor Michelle said I was hard wired to meter and rhyme since my mother read Longfellow & my father read Kipling and Service when I was 4. Thanks again, really glad you got into the words.

    • Joseph Charles MacKenzie

      Yes, there is no denying the cadence, accomplished in so short a verse form. Quite the affair. But even beyond the technical purity, so very welcome in our day, is the depth of contemplation in couplets like “Free of crave we tread thy strand,
      Enclave, Sea of God and Man.”

      • Neal

        Thanks Mr MacKenzie for the read and for the thoughtful remarks, thanks very much.

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