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Topography (Free verse) by MacFrantic Calypso and apogee corrects me
Order, disorder inspires
Grand overtures of ink
Play chords in green and gray
This obsession with frailty
A pitted fortress of perdition
Swings from side to backside
Beauty belongs in the distraction
Diamond dell, we find you dry
The smell brings sweet respite
Wars come and go and come again
Whilst the sun twirls in abstraction
Up the ladder:
My One Regret
Down the ladder:
Poem Will Come
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Posted: February 14, 2007 9:27 AM PST; Last modified: February 14, 2007 9:27 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.880797 Overall Rank: 10288 Comments:
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Dovina @ 208.127.90.123
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14-Feb-07/9:39 AM
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"Beauty belongs in the distraction" Nice line.
Calypso and apogee? Hmm.
Order.. and disorder--makes me miss an old techno album lost to age. too abstract for me? 145 view(s)
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