in the confusion
of a branching maze
within a puzzle
of choices
and directions
The single path
labyrinth
pulls strongly
from these points
a cross road
where all paths meet
twisting and turning
directly
to the center
of the heart...
LABYRINTH IS A BLOG DEDICATED TO THE PROMOTION OF FREE SPEECH..ALL POEMS OR EXCEPTS ARE ORIGINALLY COMPOSED
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Early Morn...
Cock crowin' early morn light faint behind a blue hue cold nips against the blanket's warmth trumpet's alarm morning approaches ticking the clock toward the new dawn...
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