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Post by gypsy on Jun 12, 2023 16:14:22 GMT -5
the red allows the hoofs to swell under his heel;
and, the black bids the flies to pry out of his mouth;
and, the yellow purifies the Oyamel of his yield;
the wheel spins north, east, west and south;
while the white one awaits the sins of yet another Adam to begin
'the catharsony'
j-a c 2023
symbolisms: north-american native influence
Snapshot note: it is a fully charged poem
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Post by goldenmyst on Jun 16, 2023 20:43:48 GMT -5
Brilliant my friend. Done as only you can. It is indeed a fully charged poem.
John
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Post by Bromanoph on Jul 20, 2023 15:55:01 GMT -5
Brilliant poetry...also, kudos on the title!
Much Love, Brom
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