|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Bag Lady
Contributed by
Lancaster
on
Thursday, 22nd June 2006 @ 05:54:44 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
|
From within the machine itself
Comes the killer who parts in his thinking
Across the span of the earth itself
The oceans swell to landlocked islands
From the eruption of thoughts
The fire breathes
(in the mixture of the upheaval
so vehemently fought
a new leader emerges, as the
insurgents begin to flee and submerge)
From the far reaching, law abiding,
Patrons of the arts of war
Comes a pant of a dog, a burp of a frog,
And a course chirp of the bird,
Who sings no more
The stage has been set, for not a
Moments regret, was considered or spent
On the volatility of such a momentous event,
Run parallel and concurrent, to the
Billions of lives already lent, to the cause
Lets take a quick a pause,
Out on loan, is the future,
Is the end of the song
____________
_______
Copyright ©
Lancaster
... [
2006-06-22 17:54:44]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Bag Lady
(User Rating: 1 )
by Davinah on
Friday, 23rd June 2006 @ 09:00:14 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I really liked this!
Very well done!
~D~ |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Site Help
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
