Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 34,018 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Past The Feeling - Poem by Is It Poetry

How many,
there are all around me.
Loosing count of them all.
I am found.
Never knowing,
who it is, that I am.
After once being told.
Bulging out,
is the full ripe smell,
of the heady fruit.
Growing sweaty,
and picked by hand.
Approaching; a long phalanx
is then,
when in the end
forthcoming;
becoming is after each,
and being,
taken away from to the market.


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  • (8/11/2010 1:19:00 PM)


    Wonderful poem with a perfect theme.. feeling is the keyword here....Mari (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011


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