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: 879 8 Line Poetry Stanzas - Use Last Line 4 First Line
Posted: 1/26/2011 12:10:12 PM

the streets of Stockholm can hide some facts
a syndrome so shocking it tops the stack
evil or ugly or whatever you say
its a sad dilema on any given day

Though thinking of survival with empathy
I see how it helps maintain some sanity
non stop struggle would take you to the grave
compliance can lead to switching owner to slave

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here is another random poem.

February 15/16 1997

A stone falls into the pond.
A look beyond the obvious.
Dreams to fulfill
punctuation baffles at times ignored
the thought prevails when creation demands expedience. .
I stop looking at the screen and try to picture it inside my mind.
Realizing the futislity of such a quest
Me typing\keyboard sklls ar not the best.
I look to see mhy errors.

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