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Jason Bayliss on Proud men i know (two short poems for father's day) (46 minutes ago)
Devon Brock on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (7 hours ago)
Nothing is parallel or can be paralleled
Even when it is compounded, and expounded inside
It rages loud but gently in rib cages,
Behind hushing skinny fingers
Its beauty is too great, its beauty belongs to us
The formers, the creators of this place
We are the damned, we were the great
Oh the facade, it is all a facade they mimic the art
But can you take the cut, bleed ...
Wednesday 1st August 2018 3:14 pm
Put an obstacle in front of me and I’ll climb over it,
weigh me down with shoes of lead, I’ll run away ever so fast.
Cut my wings and I’ll steal a plane to fly to freedom,
you halt my progress, jealous of my success.
It causes me strife and pain though I don’t show it,
I know I’ll triumph at the end of the road, achieving my dreams
of lifelong succes...
Thursday 29th November 2012 8:22 pm