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Haskins Member
since 1999-06-26
Posts 85Dallas, TX |
In times a-gone, In times a-past In hearts torn apart By shredded glass, Through needle eyes And blades of grass, As looming, booming Clouds amass, Through searing fear And games of chance Upon the knife of life I dance. ------------------ William Haskins AKA The Mad Monk http://www.ionstorm.com/public/haskins/inner_sanctum.htm |
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Delores Hall Member
since 1999-07-16
Posts 342USA |
Interesting poem. |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Either you took a short hiatus or I have missed your postings... although your style is a little obtuse at times for my tastes.. as I said previously, you are one of the poets I always try and read because you are interesting....in any event.. glad to see your works again... |
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Haskins Member
since 1999-06-26
Posts 85Dallas, TX |
Obtuse, eh? As in "lacking quickness of perception or intellect"? An interesting assessment, to say the least. Glad to hear you read my work, though... I'll try to sharpen it up a bit... ------------------ William Haskins AKA The Mad Monk http://www.ionstorm.com/public/haskins/inner_sanctum.htm |
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