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A Poem by RobertRonnow


Author: RobertRonnow
Created: November 06, 2015 at 07:15 am
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Writing | General/Other
Upload Stats: 4.5 Stars by 1 users with 1 comments and 154 views

Plate Tectonics Versus Gamma Ray Bursters  

An old man remembers what he has been
yet the details are unimportant. Then
the outline disappears, and the meaning.

Good, I can die or go to work, be wise
or a jerk. Rich or poor, the wind and rain
wear us away and it's o.k.

Ask what matters, that
question. Feeling the seasons, wearing a hat,
loving your woman, a good shit.

Children born. Two cells meet, multiply,
spiral into fetus. The mother is amazed:
an intelligence apart from herself.

The violent rainstorm kept me awake
although the lightning was still far away.
I lay in my bed and listened naked.


Last Modified: November 07, 2015 at 10:12 am
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skye19
January 11, 2016
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I'm going through a phase where I particularly like free verse. I'm not sure what to say...

OK, I read (and write) a lot of poetry that is bullshit, even if it sounds pretty sometimes. I just wanted to let you know that I think this was one of the least bullshit poems I've read. It was refreshing and intelligent. Thanks.
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