Look In 2 My Eyes.......

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    Look In 2 My Eyes.......

    One Brisk Morning...
    As the Sun Set Upon...
    The Shores Of The Peninsula...
    I Often Find Myself Behind The Stream Of Reason...
    Like A Falcon Soaring...
    Through The Clouds Of Darkness...
    I Soar In Hope To Cross The Path...
    Of Where My Goblins and Unicorns...
    Feast Upon The Deceptive Concourse...
    Like A Watered Ear Mouse...
    I Caught A Canker Sore...
    As I Ascended Into The Peak Of Hope...
    Where The Hourglass Of My Reflection...
    Became Evident Like A Voice Of Reason...
    Suddenly I Heard The Echoes ...
    Of A Dark Mask Mummy Whispering...
    2 The Joyous Trumpeter...
    Of Where The Sculptor Fold Himself...
    Hiding Behind The Curtain Of This Nemesis...

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    SteelPulse’s Poems (6)

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