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Gingerbread Men

They can't believe that they exist Without a god to make them; A pinch of ash and a dash of dust Relying on a great one to bake them.

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Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 5/9/2017 8:04:00 AM

Like!

S. Wesley Mcgranor

Date: 2/27/2017 4:13:00 PM

What fun.

John Michaels

Date: 2/26/2017 9:45:00 AM

A deep and meaningful little write, this one. I really like it... I'm so glad you shared it.

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/26/2017 12:52:00 PM

Thank you John :)

John Herlihy

Date: 2/26/2017 8:56:00 AM

Isn't that what we are, a mix of water and dust, formed into clay. The rest is history. John

Solomon Ochwo-Oburu

Date: 2/25/2017 3:45:00 AM

I feel like one of them? Good work

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 2/24/2017 4:16:00 PM

If we, the microcosm, are able to think my friend Maureen then it is certain that the macrocosm thinks as well, otherwise the part could not possess qualities that the whole doesn't posses therefore the baker preexists wanting it or not! haha! Loved the humor of your poem my friend! Remember, the Baker laughs last! haha! A seven!

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/24/2017 8:53:00 PM

That is the closest to my own post catholic buddhist inclined pagan leaning essentially spiritual, thoroughly human musings outside of my own head that I have heard yet. I was so afraid to post this however much I love it, not wanting to offend anyone. Thank you so much Demetrios, you are a reflection of the Beauty of this world. Bless xomo