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The consistency of frailty (Free verse) by INTRANSIT I am the guerney
that wheels expectant mothers
to the delivery room,
and the frame under cloth
and plastic that protects the child.
And I am the crossbar that
changes the wheel and keeps
you on schedule.
And I am the structure that
holds persons high
and shields against the elements.
And I am the beam that spans
great widths and reaches lands.
And I am the vessel
of oversized hearts
and braun.
Bitter cold has made me brittle
and I am fearful
of myself.
Proverbs 27:17
Up the ladder:
Things I Will Never Do
Down the ladder:
Untouchable
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Posted: May 18, 2003 9:16 AM PDT; Last modified: May 18, 2003 9:18 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.0476813 Overall Rank: 6852 Comments:
Proverbs? I'd look that up, but I don't think I have a bible around here. It might give me some insight to this one.
(strange that I don't have a bible, though I HAVE read the entire bible from cover to cover, years ago...)
better than me. I've got one and hven't covered it yet.
"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another."
(gurney)
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What exactly, is the point of poetry?
As I have yet to find a point to anything.
INTRANSIT
Thanks bro.