[lit-ideas] Thursday Poem
- From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "Lit-Ideas " <Lit-Ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2007 09:54:11 -0800
There is an ebb ebbing.
We share our little
Language but we try,
Some of us, to flow
Beyond the banks
Not realizing, usually,
That we wash away
Shrubs and weeds
Which might have
Contentedly grown
Along these ways
Indefinitely. They resent
Being turned into
Jetsam and fringe
The shore with their
Complaints. Are we
Are at war once again
Focusing as we do
Upon our direction rather
Their grasp of earth
We negligently pass by?
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