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Bifurcation |
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Vestibular Bard Member
since 2008-12-11
Posts 284New York |
Bifurcation - by The Vestibular Bard Once lived a beast myopically, He still lives to this day... The world he saw was black and white, Devoid of shades of gray… All things that wandered in his mind, Fell neatly in two bins; The good, the bad; the saved, the damned; Those righteous, those who sin... Till one day a sardonic imp, Did save him from his plight... By knocking over all his bins, Thus mixing black and white. And there amongst this sea of gray, The beast did wail irate; “I’ll never comprehend this world… …if I can’t bifurcate!” |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Vestibular Bard, This poem is wise and well done. Gray is a very good color. Bobby |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I enjoy reading your poems aloud~~ love the rhythm and forms M |
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Vestibular Bard Member
since 2008-12-11
Posts 284New York |
Thank-you nakedthoughts... My poetry is meant to be read out loud. To me, poetry that lacks rhythm, is as silly as putting clothes on thoughts...  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
VB~ What a wonderful write ... a ponderous piece for sure~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
clever...very clever...nicely done |
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