GraffitiA Poem by Alice.ValkyrieClick, clack, whir, whir, whir... vibrating, deafening, a roaring black monster tearing past. Faster, and faster still, eyes crossed, attempting to read the prophetic graffiti as it screams by. If only this beast would slow it's progress long enough for me to make heads or tails. Looming large, swooping small, the words and pictures in brilliant hues or stark white against the dark leave me spellbound. Stories from a thousand miles afar... graffiti signatures of vagabond want to be's. I feel it.. the lure, the pull. I too wish to jump aboard. And leave behind a little... graffiti of my own.
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1 Review Added on November 11, 2010 Last Updated on November 11, 2010 AuthorAlice.Valkyrieportland, ORAboutI like to dabble in poetry, I love to read all genres of literature, mainly mystery, historical, sci-fi and fantasy. I'm not above a rip roaring good romance now and again either. more..Writing
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