Saturday, July 16, 2011

River rushed a-twisting



World went a-buzzing


Thoughts went a-galloping



Instincts fluttered


Fancied whims resisted





Logic stood tall, proud
mane gracefully a-flying

Oblivious of the gathered

arranged painted poem

cruelly critiqued, a-dying.

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