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* The Wheel *
a thread,
a seam.
It seems, dreams
awake,
aware,
a shake,
astir, a blur, a slur, the cur..
Which version do you prefer?
ride on, wild coyote,
claim your inner beast,
and inner further
to calm your inner peace..
A simile,
I suppose..
like a metaphor for prose.
Strong like lightning,
quick like a sparrow,
discordant as fighting,
and as wide as narrow..
An arrow
through the heart
of those who believed...
who perceived that this life
was anything else.
fleeting
beating,
bleating
and bleeding.
Dying
is better than not,
or rather, Death is.
For it becomes
the yardstick
to gauge it's opposite...
A Stark Contrast,
like black on white,
up from down,
day to night..
Wrong or Right?
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I have found in my way so many people who find it difficult to put themselves in each other's shoes, not realizing that the world turns and today you can be up and tomorrow down: today you are in the post of judge, but tomorrow in the post of accused. With the same rod that you measure, you will be measured. The world keeps spinning and we keep spinning with it. Nice Friday the 13th ;), @striderpunk
Thank you @nancybriti, it's always nice to read your wonderful words of observation :) I hope you have a great weekend.
Is this a poem?
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