BOW AND THE ARROW
Shooting my arrows into space by faithFar beyond the shallow mind of others
Hand in hand with the cold leading blind
Fact being fiction and fiction being fact
My bow takes the pressure from mutants
Row your boat and follow the king's men
They sat on the wall of tumble and fall
The joy of ignorance, courts effervescence
Bow and the arrow
String to a weighted tip
Aerospace letter openers
Light as a feather they glide
Bow and the arrow
Hands washing by a mutual contract agree
One tells the other too hot, not cold enough
Oil smooth like a baby's rear or a cute smile
In the eye of the bull there's no center stage
My bow plants the seed of more than enough
Plenty of corn have I with sunny showers try
Sharing with those that extend firm efforts
By June, September's purple harvest moon
Bow and the arrow
String to the weighted tip
Aerospace letter openers
Light as a feather they glide
Bow and the arrow
Copyright, Nina Lee 2014
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Poetry by Nina Lee
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Written on 2014-05-30 at 22:49
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