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As I wait to shoot a mallard, I consider life (Free verse) by somemorepoetry [Tomorrow is a swallow
faster than death
and coming forward
to close in like
a bracket]
But pulled back and
Straightened, a summer reed
Driving downward and
Deep into the mud
Is the past
Only stirred
By the breeze
Of memory
And today is a gunshot
direct and unavoidable,
Leaving us to deal with
the aftermath, and the ellipsis
of what might have been...
Up the ladder:
Sensually Literary Villanelle
Down the ladder:
American Eden v.2 [revised]
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Posted: August 13, 2004 2:01 PM PDT; Last modified: August 13, 2004 2:01 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.717177 Overall Rank: 1909 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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MacFrantic @ 198.81.26.16
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15-Aug-04/1:33 AM
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The Associated Press has declared this one of the best pieces that MacFrantic has ever read. Of course you suckered me in with the ellipsis... *10* Great title!
The Associated Press has declared this one of the best pieces that MacFrantic has ever read. Of course you suckered me in with the ellipsis... *10* Great title!
Another poem that deserves at least some light but will get none. damnit.
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