Over One

One over two Haven’t got a cloo That I am patient Over latent Casualty under None blunder Keeping asunder One’s number Thankless worry Timeless tarry I hate words That completes hordes Of desperation Of destruction Can’t oppress The goddess Perfect gold Over the hold Dynamic carry Soft faire One’s greater than infinity Russell Sivey

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/29/2011 4:22:00 PM

I don't like listening to words of destruction either, Russell. Worry is always a thankless endeavor. Awesome meter and rhyme here! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/29/2011 12:06:00 PM

well this is an interesting piece Russell.. catchy monorhyme and then into another sphere toward the end luv.. want to read again..