Time Is Ripe Poem by Darwin Henry Beuning
Time Is Ripe
The Quickening
Is upon us
There are 'Sleepers'
Among us
Who will set forth
To the arena
For the fight
Between Light and Darkness
Indeed a tragic event and a horrible crime. Now I know what 'sleepers' are. Fine poem.
i didn't know Uber driving could be such an interesting job! i know! BAD JOKE! ! ! BUT i AM one of darkness after all. ; ( i would say Who 'should' be 'fighting' Darkness, but such a struggle seems to have failed the first time, so i'd hold out little hope that it would work the second time. let's get on to a different subject. got any poems about Dolly Parton's underwear? bri :)
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4/25/2024 1:35:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem has so much meaning, very deep Hank. Well done!