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Rock of the Earth (Free verse) by ingwa
Sing to my soul of ages gone by
Paintings on walls, stories through lines
Hunts gone by, inspired their hands
Sing to me now, before I die
Tell me the tales of things you know
Let me know your experiences, good and bad
The lessons you learned, mistakes you made
Tell me the things that moved your heart
Ageless you stand, tall and proud
Lichen grows upon your surfaces
The winds and rains slowly erode
And still you stand, strong and bold
Home to leopards, baboons and insects
Bats take refuge in your dark crevices
Explorers amazed, challenged always
Can I make my abode within your safety
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7709
Posted: May 22, 2005 1:05 PM PDT; Last modified: May 22, 2005 1:05 PM PDT
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I've rewritten poems 5 times before posting, no joke. Patience. Listen. That's all it takes.