Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Soar

Unfettered finches fiercely race
I gun the gas to keep the pace,
as yellow flashes undulate
my driven doldrums dissipate;
contentment can be hell to chase
just fly without the fear of fate.
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4 comments:

  1. ozymandiaz12:00 PM

    Yea, well, watch out for that tree...

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  2. Anonymous1:01 PM

    Yea, what he said!

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  3. White Square6:40 AM

    Full of courage and infused with energy...your poem bring fearlessness in a world that needs it so much!

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  4. rch3:57 PM

    Hey oz, lmao!

    Shirley, see above 8^P

    Hello abhay, thanks, I'm glad it read that way to you. Take care,

    Bob

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