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Gene Pools |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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Gene Pools The dog – wolf-want-to-be – pointed it’s nose to the sky, trembled, not knowing what else to do. Me, paper on the desk before me, pen in hand, waiting on words that won’t come anymore. Both of us caught in the miasma of a gene pool that seems to have lost it’s way. Four-legged, two-legged, lost in age, gray where dark use to be, foggy where clarity was the rule. Dog and me, tripping over ourselves, not knowing if this was the day, or the one before the night. Tomorrow . . . a dream of yesterday, the day before that, the reality of those that came before, the gene pool that knew everything it’s forgotten today. Dog and me, sitting, where we stand waiting for the moon to lay down with us; waiting to quiet the screams of gene pools that have lost their way. Tomorrow . . . maybe just one of us. Waiting. Waiting. ©wesley james beard, jr. june 2007 |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
beautiful. interesting but means deep. It is very interesting to use a man and dog under the title. (lives, but biologically different) wonderful ending enjoyed |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wolf want-to-be LOL I got a kick out of that Jimmy I always look forward to your writings  |
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