Madrason writer

Gold Star - 15,417 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Pebbles On The Surface - Poem by Madrason writer

Oh ye pale life
without shadows, without flaws
like a peach with a will of its own
bewildered by its imagery....
trying to contrive
like a sloth holding on to its claws
growing in to that surface unknown
bewildered by what it can't see
or what it just might come to be. M

Topic(s) of this poem: existence


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015



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