one branch (observation)
don't become easily dormant bythe tempting shade under the lazy tree.
rather climb to its highest branch and
observe the rapid flowing river of existence
and know,
some people wade through life
some pan for gold.
tyke
one branch (observation)
don't become easily dormant byknight4696 commented on one branch (observation)
09-09-2009
09/09/2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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