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
Friday, March 25, 2011
Old Book Scraps...
Memories hold close in old book scraps torn and tattered each fray speaking a tale imprints marked in faded ink how tired these pages seem pale in yellow the last not turned and yet it is full of life...
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