Thorbart Presents Poetry by Thorb

In the time of now   south garden
we all think to be ourselves
then like all the ones before
for sure a thought 
awakens new dreams of hope
nope      south garden
or not like a rope dangling    
off the limb of an old oak
fate finds fear in the heart
like rot or a fungus can start
if weakness prevails.



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Msg: 1134 8 Line Poetry Stanzas - Use Last Line 4 First Line
Posted: 4/2/2011 2:47:21 PM


Where Devil spawn waits patiently for it's nemesis' time of rebirth
I sit casually on a perch with my box of popcorn and iced tea
Sure hope it won't be too long a time I have to sit through these commercials and trailers
my mind wanders to kisses and sailors from a bygone day
my feet sway with the rhythms in my head mixing into background music
who was that actor that played the crossover angel in that thriller spoof
Then some goof shouts up at me that the world is going to end and I'll miss it.
Hmmmm, how can that be? when I'm here , waiting.

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