I Crafted the OrbA Poem by Ron Hoganfree verse.
I crafted the orb
to great perfection. I spent many hours on this thing-- though upon seeing it, the other gods grew jealous. Quickly they grabbed my masterpiece, giggling as they thought aloud of ways to "improve" it. At length they brought it back-- it was dented with valleys and oceans, marred with plateaus and mountains. Life grew, decayed, and fed upon itself. "What do you think of it?" one of them asked me. I retorted, "It is ugly." © 2009 Ron HoganReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 13, 2009 AuthorRon HoganKansas City, MOAboutAnother of these damned biographies that people demand of me, as if knowing any of the numerous insignificant details of the stains left on-- I don't know where I was going with that. Trying to sound .. more..Writing
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