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the hundred times two: a tributary of smile



the day is my dark
the dark, my day
the moon is my light
the sun, my night

tonight i escaped
into the realm of the square
the exalted tales of fall
issued their call

on this
the hundred times two
i am
a man
who is in perpetual motion
and still within

a man
who dabbles in ink
hoping it dries
a story worthwhile
a tributary of smile

almost a year times two
have i tip-toed to muse
cascading my screen
with worlds unseen

thanks
thanks
thanks
sings me

for letting my song
paint all this time
my cadence, my rhyme
...

if i never knew
my musings, my friend
i could not know
this newfound bend

the mazes of me
grieving to and fro
sharing the phoenix song all can know
flying alone, freeing the child

to become

a man
who dabbles in ink
hoping it dries
a story worthwhile
a tributary of smile

dustin

* these two paintings illustrate the hues, the colours of me.

Comments

Terry said…
The poem is absolutely brilliant. I'm impressed, and I raised you from a little squirt. - Your #1 fan, Mom
September 30, 2009 at 10:06 AM
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