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Thursday, March 13, 2014

Make poems not war


shallow ponderer


Am I to dwell in the clear shallow pond of 

mud crabs and guppy fish

Or venture into the deeper salty waters 

where sun and sea collide into a shimmering brilliance

To wade or dive or test the tide

will there be any signs when we go underwater 

(stop, go, let it go)

will the fear of sharks and drowning 

Leave us 

never being more than a trail of footprints in the sand

washed away by gentle morning tide

unknown, unthought, unseen

who amongst us all will be brave enough

or foolish.

to seek of mermen and the unknown treasures they bequeath 

who will choke on the waves of the everlasting cyclic movement 

or swim back to shore, unscathed. Unchanged.

who will never be seen again

never stopping,

riding against the undertow of life,

far away,

into the brilliance of the dazzling sun

Yonder






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