Open Poetry #47 |
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The Colonial |
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nevermore93 Member
since 2007-10-24
Posts 73 |
The rule of water; a persistent force rages forward, against the stone. Brick and dirt, interchangeable parts of the cog, become white muck. Intervals of silence, sound's rapid repetitions of loss, burst through waves. Within destruction, Fame. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Sounds like a heavy metal theme. Very deep. I know I'm wrong on this but, hey, I'm old... ![]() JL ![]() Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
I loved the first stanza... a resounding truth there. Not sure about the ending though... From my own personal standpoint, within destruction I have always found anonymity. ![]() Enjoyed the read. Michael |
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