The Poetry Poem by Barry Middleton

The Poetry

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the poetry in me rushes
like a wild waterfall
seeking misty oblivion

it is a breakneck race
over the precipice
beyond all trepidation

I want to get it all out
out in the careless wind
where eagles glide

I cannot know the time
only that the clock ticks
all rivers keep a schedule

I leap into the stream
heedless of dangers
forever free in its force

Thursday, January 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: patience,poetry
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Bhagabat Prasad Hotta 31 October 2018

I LIKE TO THIS POEM. OK.

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