One Limp Forward And A Hundred Steps BackA Poem by PeteWho hears the rippling of rivers will not utterly despair of anything. - Thoreauin a stark divergence of divinity a divestiture of narcissism a mocking of the trinity a fornication of free will a foray into a flowing fairy tale a river's prowess is looted robbed embezzled pilfered plundered forming a millpond of stolen water, sweat and tears a carnal causeway of callousness eddying in an exited eternity standing at its periphery i see a mix of reality 'pon its surface along with murky, spent dreams in its depths incapable of reflecting anything but truth hiding greedy secrets, desperation and depravity in its recesses the mill's wheel has long since stopped turning but its spun legacy remains surrounded by stacked bricks held together with the mortar of existence in a sneak attack carried on a twisted, aching, broken back stretched out on a rack one limp forward and a hundred steps back © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on September 18, 2024 Last Updated on September 18, 2024 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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