Michael Gale

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Poetry And It's Many The Miles Spent, Happily-Read. - Poem by Michael Gale

Trodden be the miles spent of me...
Miles lent in feet, that be.

Many more inches of number ed, added up...
Thirstily drunk, from thine, fine, learn-able cup.

Alas, we absorb and sup...
Like one obedient, friendly pup.

Devouring, we be...
A learning, hunger, for both, you and me.

Down the road of worldly trade...
Due, we march in this-parade.

Encountering, sights awe inspiring...
Happily we all, find in it, something, magnificently, desiring.

Tasteful, in want...
Immeasurably, by far, this jaunt.

Inside a dark, silent library...
Haply read, without contemptible bribery.

Not, we be sad...
Only glad.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 6, 2009

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