Put your worst foot forward, let it heal.

Put your worst foot forward, let it heal.

A Poem by Luke Sentnl

Pur your worst foot forward, let it heal.

Redolent is the air you walk through, realising that your life is governed by time. What is time? You can't examine it or gauge it. A clock tells time, another clock is the only way to understand the former.
Poised on the end of a thread of white string, she lays vacant, yet intimately. Her expression is time, an enigma to these words.

 

 

© 2009 Luke Sentnl


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Profound, interesting..had to read it twice. You do the kind of writing that English students have to analyze and interpret. Hidden meaning stuff, but I suggest you elaborate and dumb it down for other folks...otherwise your artistry will never go appreciated. Love the title, mix it up again and see what you come up with.

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Luke Sentnl
Luke Sentnl

Sydney, Australia



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