Moses and IA Poem by Little BlueAnd here is a perfect example of my oddity.
The dancer smiles,
She runs rainbow fingers, Through rainbow hair, A faceless bee, Bumbles at the podium, Buzzing facts to numb ears, We don't care, A caste system of ceiling tiles, Captures my attention, The clever brute, Measures his homework, In meticulous lines, The centimeters slumber, The children drift, Beyond palace walls, To fluorescent halls, I'm hungry for hues, I'm fed stoic sketches, And replicated torture, Cryptic tennis shoe etches, Charts, Caged words, It's inhumane, I protest, Mr. Wilson, Let my people go!!
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2 Reviews Added on February 4, 2010 Last Updated on February 4, 2010 AuthorLittle BlueNCAboutI wish people would stop using words like "unique" and "different" to describe me. Let's face it; I'm odd. Sugar coating my oddity isn't going to make it go away. I enjoy my thoughts and their fleetin.. more..Writing
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