DocAndersen
To the beginning of the middle of the edge
it is there
a line traced in the sand and
the sand is thrown into the air
pollinating the world to
create new sand
beyond the edge of the sky.
Each grain the same
as if
DNA enclosed in glass
shattering as it strikes the edge of the sky
to shatter
and scatter
DNA that binds to nothing
and everything.
spreading
the feel of sand as it slips away
filling the sir
with glass-enclosed DNA
break only in case of an emergency.
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Question of
Look up into the blue sky does it ever end?
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Yes
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No
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Question of
if you get lose counting clouds are you really lost?
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Yes
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No
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I like poetry. With it you can dream, travel and pour your soul.
i enjoy the Bulgarian poetry you’ve shared – thanks i love poetry as welL!!
Love your poetry. I believe the poetic phrase is an eternal sky.
to seek forever the eternal sky!
my favorite iteration of that one is the line that ends with “touch the face of god.”
Beautiful song. The sky is infinite, we cannot see the beginning or the end.
a friend of mine always talks about chasing clouds to the end of forever.
Nice job as always on the poem. “the feel of sand as it slips away”… I could really relate the these words.
we hold so tight some times, no matter what it slips away.
very good poem , thank you doc
Thanks! you gave me a smile today with your compliment!