Games Poem by Clive Culverhouse
Games
another man, another day
same abyssal time
I could see a shattered haul
an early tune, flailing,
trying to swim the flood
the face of all my enemies
another man, you declared
to me, disciples
of the plough, and of all the
games you like to play
you move so beautifully
you move with shine
and it is, I believe, your move
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6/2/2024 6:26:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I feel the poem pictorizes the going on games one faces in life with enemies. Perfectly perceived and we'll executed words. Indeed moves are beautiful. Admirations Sir.
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