Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 14,212 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Enigma - Poem by Smoky Hoss

If the world were flat,
That would be that...
But, the world is round,
Therefore, the end of it all
Can never be found.

Thus meant to be,
With always more to see...
The view, over the horizon,
Contains much more
Than the lingering imagination.

Go around the earth following a line,
Even unto the end of time...
Go just to see, where you are,
And you will come to, from where you came
Drawn so near, by going so far.

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  • (3/16/2018 7:06:00 PM)

    I like the way this ponders the immeasurableness of being alive. (I hope that is a real word lol) (Report)Reply

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  • Chinedu Dike (3/1/2017 9:26:00 AM)

    Beautiful rendition of words. An insightful piece of poetry nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Smoky. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 16, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 20, 2011


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