The Moment It WasA Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA GonzoThis is one of these off the topf my head writes not good but so it is amigos. Flustration echos my thoughts these days and the past isa snake that often slithers in memoryMy words stuck free as birds trapped in cage . Drinks with water fires of past. My times running with false ends so we begin another day. We tasted it in moments sure we would grasp tommorow unclear. Rainbows in cloudy skies afterthoughts clense my visions of nightmares reprise. Fought battles only gather scars and mine flow like a highways line unending. Past moments call but seldom answer the sober thought. Hourglass moments plague me still. As the days fade with little resolve. © 2011 John Patrick Robbins AKA GonzoReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 19, 2011 Last Updated on May 19, 2011 AuthorJohn Patrick Robbins AKA Gonzoknotts Island NC, NCAboutWell im a Baroom Poet,Comedian,And full time madman of the net. Ive been a bouncer, bartender,Dj,worked many a construction job,you name I probaly did it but enough with the foreplay amigos .. more..Writing
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