AR (12/3/1947 / Central Illinois)

Three Very Brief Poems

The beast of the cosmos staggers,
wounded by the weapon of its own life.

Fearful of mistakes,
we tread on diamonds
while searching for silver.

Dewdrops on spiderwebs;
sit lightly with life.

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Compelling. Very. keep on SusxGLx
I love the middle one :) Really powerful. A picture says more than a thousand words. And you have definetly created a picture. Keep it up: -)