That PlaceA Poem by PeteBe yourself - not your idea of what you think somebody else's idea of yourself should be. - ThoreauWhither astral light bathes my face in effrontery. The merry-go-round of childhood felicity romps and plays. Magnetic euphony fills the air. Vindicated cattails sway. A jingoistic faith ruling the day. Thus a sapphire sky ingratiates existence with undue wealth. Pelagic allegiance runs deep and wide. Where life is carbonated with the effervescence of truth. I am free. To be the tangible me. That is the place I want to be ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 16, 2019 Last Updated on December 17, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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