Tuesday, March 13, 2012

This Too Far Too Few Fear

All of these seem to have an air of
Fear, failure, fright, anger, bitterness,
Rage that I'm supposed to be rid of...
This is where I dispense it - sometimes to
Return to it, not usually... and dispense
Without too much thought really -
Not considering whose eyes may light
Upon my genius... ingeniously spewed
Forth - seeming not too original of thought
Or idea - because, really are there any?
I like how others' are able to manipulate
Words upon the page to create great
Images of monsoon swept love nests
Where star-crossed lovers feasted upon
Love's banquet or how horses snorting and
Pounding and unearthing parts of the ground where
Their hooves paw, fall and dig in before bounding forward
With abandon leaping to the next big thing in the
Form of a steeplechase - chasing the fox with
"You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, cryin'
All the time," for someone to notice and
Care and cry with in their arms forever fearlessly.

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