Matthew Foor

Rookie (9-12-85 / Austin Texas)

Poem - Poem by Matthew Foor

Flutters pierce

Despondent face
Turned converse

Food 4 butterflies

Esconce my venter
Battery of wings
Incursion on my chest

Occluding Craw

Throng of the unspeakable

Streperously boasts

Animosity waned

Do you see?

Amorosity is love

Animosity; hate

Both can be ill-fated

Today adulation prevails

Moments procurred
by momentous momentum

Slow to observe
Heed the measurable
Follow the mindful

Amity set pace
In life
In this race.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 23, 2013

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