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Elegant Engineering
Contributed by
deadreckoning1983
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Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 01:56:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Where is the line
Between form and function.
When the morning glories reach out,
Pondering the day to come.
How the wind weaves it's way into the scenery.
It's the beautiful mechanics of life,
It's elegant engineering.
Hollow bones rushing by,
Ripping through the oxygen.
Clouds meander about,
Aimless; shapeless.
Ghosts of what they were.
This life is a snapshot,
Forgotten between the hardcover and spine.
Copyright ©
deadreckoning1983
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2004-08-27 13:56:22] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Elegant Engineering
(User Rating: 1 ) by brew on
Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 02:05:07 PM AEST (User
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very engineered write,,felt the terms of the write flow...needed to write about t-posts tho.....lol |
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Re: Elegant Engineering
(User Rating: 1 ) by theMoth on
Saturday, 28th August 2004 @ 03:45:44 PM AEST (User
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This is cool stuff. I'll have to remember you. This isn't nice poetry for poetry's sake, somebody's originality is in these words. Groovy.--the Moth |
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Re: Elegant Engineering
(User Rating: 1 ) by Voice-of-Revolution on
Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 02:44:14 AM AEST (User
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Excellent work, wonderful detail....a good write. |
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Re: Elegant Engineering
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Thursday, 8th January 2015 @ 11:41:58 AM AEST (User
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I like the contradictory effect you have weaved in your words. The final result is a feeling of the wind being knocked out of my sails...
This part will be knocking around in my head for a bit because it is sooo robust! Well done:
Hollow bones rushing by,
Ripping through the oxygen.
~Scorp |
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