Underneath a glass dome,
Immune from outside forces,
Abundant growth, petals soft,
Glistening array of gentle endowment,
Thriving in a myriad of opulence,
A torus exudes timeless ardor and stride,
And the integrity of wholeness

Is autonomously and freely fullfilled.





12:06 AM 5/27/2013 ©

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Well Spoken

The imagry you created, and the picture you painted with your words is very well done.  Great poem.

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Thank was an

Thank was an exercise in adjectives for me. I'm glad you liked it. The word 'innate'! It is only six letters but it spans all of nature....all of the universe, time existence.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "