a collage of things my friend has said in the past year.


Petra

she grows beauty into this world
swinging from star to star
spinning madly on cement ribbons
looking up instead of foreward;
she's not moving anywhere.
she knows not what she wants,
only that she wants.
she believes that
things are most beautiful at their ugliest
there's no whatnot to hide it
it is what it is.
her mind is a pathway,
to where she wants to know.
she questions in an endless spiral
of uncertainty.

what is life?
what is power?
what is anything?
why does she care?

she wishes on time
it waits for her.
life has been levitated from her
the pointless stripped away
she has sat, blank and curious
what is it all about?






Poetry by dre
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Written on 2008-04-30 at 02:41

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Another wonderful poem and you friend has a wisdom beyond her years.

And i guess your sophisitcated text shows you have one too well done rgds Mike
2008-04-30


Rob Graber
An interesting friend. I like especially these lines, which perhaps describe, if not the human condiition, many of us much of the time:

"she knows not what she wants,
only that she wants."
2008-04-30