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The Boulder

Contributed by invierno on Wednesday, 21st March 2018 @ 06:05:57 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Born a boulder; ah, those early years
when weather of every flavor, cousins even,
took heed there was no impact to be had.

Delayed as it was, in the tick, tick of boulder years
suns and moons slid and slipped
but the boulder could ill afford a miserís sigh for either.

There was a moment; elements, not knowing why or trying,
found purchase in craggy cracks having sprouted unawares,
less boulderly for the gentle slaying by untouchable things.

Fire and Ice, opposites to extinction,
traded leads in the opera Apathy through which the world whorls
for the implacable to learn the hardest truths.

Only as sand, from there and now here, rendered without smile or tear;
Why, that foggy jut of land never reached?
Once, water would have parted.
Silence reigned from or to the million pieces
upon which there was once no impact to be had.




Copyright © invierno ... [ 2018-03-21 06:05:57]
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Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Wednesday, 21st March 2018 @ 04:56:56 PM AEST
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I was thinking of this the other day.
But I/'/d definitely go back to those old days as they were. Not back to a digital world however. I wonder if we even can remember the real us from them days. Great writing...
Brings about much thought.


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 03:43:23 AM AEST
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Excellent Poem
I really flowed on this one...


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 06:18:40 AM AEST
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We are still who we were. Our bodies just can/'/t remember.
You ask yourself penetrating questions and look back with piercing eyes to mark well the journey.
You beg the question, and leave us each to answer it : would you go back?
softerware


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 05:23:29 AM AEST
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Yeah, what they said.
good work.
Blessings,
emy


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 05:23:30 AM AEST
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Yeah, what they said.
good work.
Blessings,
emy


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 05:23:33 AM AEST
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Yeah, what they said.
good work.
Blessings,
emy


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 05:23:34 AM AEST
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Yeah, what they said.
good work.
Blessings,
emy


Re: The Boulder (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 05:28:12 AM AEST
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My bad It.s a new computer.




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