Zoey jane gave me the idea.


Here and here...

So lost but not in fear
I stretch for meaning and intent
in days that constantly lace the present
with all immediacy's nerve,
but sooner than soon is over
the flow is replaced and again
so I keep on extending all effort
to be here and here and here.

Forced by the do and not,
coiled by the see through wall
between original history
and its perpetual continuance,
I dance to the movement of matter
without caring about the ominous
that follow in their wake.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2010-03-27 at 17:02

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Peter J. Kautsky
really great meaning expressed with a precise economy of words
2010-03-28


Brian Oarr
Fantastic use of creative language in this poem. Classic "Bob"!

Brian
2010-03-27