poemranker ::close to wonderland by crwncka1

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Free verse № 57581

close to wonderland

Member since 2003 · Posted 25 Jul 2003 · 3 comments

though the floating glass that lifts, up from the surface I see, a mirror to the unknown, where shadows may be seen, reflecting back in full color, for now I see though the darkness, on to the world that exists, where the sidewalk ends, no longer will the unknown haunt me, as today I have found the diamond, that shows all sides of the picture, that my eyes look into, now my world may take the shape, of this most elegant jewel I found, as I pull it in for a closer look, I see with my eyes fixed glaring, though the light that casts down, glimmering off each side appears, a multiplex of beautiful color, that create a gorgeous rainbow, that my eyes follow straight ahead, on toward the gold promised, that lies just on the other side, somewhere near the end of color

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[n/a] horus8 25-Jul-03/9:39 PM Reply
My friend, you be-ake a fine turdloaf. You are the worst poet alive by far. This poem is a gag.
[n/a] crwncka1 › horus8 25-Jul-03/9:46 PM Reply
just wait ill get more worse on ya
[n/a] horus8 › crwncka1 25-Jul-03/10:57 PM Reply
This clearly redefines the pimple poem, you're a pioneer. I believe you can do much worse and will.