Measured Reading

Measure your thoughts across this page
Allow your eyes to move from left to right
That they might sink with each word 
Into your soul like concrete blocks
Or grow slowly in your conscious mind
As a butterfly might pass softly by your sight
Remind you, you are alive
To read thousands more or maybe not
This might be your last poem ever read
That would make you dead or worse
To not be able to make another poem yourself
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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May 23, 2016 at 6:18 AM
Wonderful thought-provoking poem about poetry, Earl. The concept of penning your own consciousness - well conveyed.
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May 23, 2016 at 8:10 AM
Good morning Michael, Thank you so much. I rarely write about this subject as a subject. It is good to contemplate the measure of what we do from time to time. Glad you enjoyed it. Have a great day. Earl
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