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a thousand orbs bearing, thus connected, all, or put to dust focused photons press the link escaping matter's tacit brink stretched to ovals, masses bent horizon robbed of failed events to stay the sacred horrors, rife malevolence for sake of life yet how much harm is evil dealt constrained to feast upon itself? wonder-spangled void expanse sagacity its utter chance ... marvels, mighty, gone unseen matters not that they have been aesthetics cherished as a breath or dreams avail a sentient death. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Late Summer Premiere Poetry Contest", Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

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Date: 8/16/2017 8:25:00 AM
Brilliant write Greg, a lot left to ponder, congratulations...
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 10/1/2017 12:33:00 AM
Thank you very much, Charlie - I just saw this comment! Blessings, friend! :-)
Date: 8/10/2017 8:07:00 AM
If evil were able to feast upon itself, I wonder if it would somehow burst its constraints to run more rampant...deep thought. I think your last couplet is phenomenal, Greg. We can cherish what is real, but how sad would be the death of a dream if we're conscience of it? Your poetry fascinates me.
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 8/10/2017 7:45:00 PM
Thank you so much, Lin ... this one was fun. I like to ponder the "big" questions about existence and our meaning in the midst of this massive Universe. I have no answers, but there ARE some absolutes, I believe, and I think we have a duty as intelligent beings to not only create beauty, but APPRECIATE it ...
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 8/10/2017 7:45:00 PM
if not, what is beauty for? Many questions in this poem - I love to get the wheels turning! ;-)

Book: Reflection on the Important Things