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Open Poetry #40

Wreck

wordwizard
Member

since 2003-09-08

Posts 483
on the way to next world

0 posted 2007-02-23 06:07 PM

it plays on the secret of the storm
blows in,
conquers if you let it
temporary all the fuss
the refuge
shelter making
it plays on the mind of a man
blown in by circumstance
temporary all his gifts
the donations
advocating green shelter
in the wake of debris causes
the fuss settles
as do wind storms
but man thinks
once talents are applied
he will have solved the wreck
just play the fiddle
the prophet has his refuge
he'll call out bigger words...
from the blasted hills.
where secrets play..
temporary all the fuss

[This message has been edited by wordwizard (02-25-2007 01:23 AM).]

ecrivan
Member Elite

since 2001-12-10

Posts 3923
my own state

1 posted 2007-02-26 12:16 PM

up you go

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