YoYoA Poem by Drifting BluePolarity
The string is taut
Walk the dog
It wraps around
Around the world
Circle and up
Under and down
Compressed days of my life
My time in light and shade
Concealed within string and plastic
Are evils and goods
Aching to have their turn down the line
And so often the disc wins
Dangling, hanging, twirling
Useless at the end
Fact and fiction
Land and sea
Complete sequence of fearful prediction
Come true, unraveled, true again
Always traveling the straight line
To the end.
© 2008 Drifting Blue |
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1 Review Added on August 2, 2008 AuthorDrifting BlueBad Lands, NCAboutPoet, Short Story writer. Insane. Little by little, we reveal everything. The itch is just too great to be anonymous. Who I am is what I write and vice versa. You'll see. Riding The Waterfall: The W.. more..Writing
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