Jeremy Street Poet I do not know?

There Are No Accidents, Hagar

It always seems as though, the first line holds this key....
Creating a moment it's poetic course yet, rarely, be she thus
Adrift about his isles desert dunes like Ishmael, an outcast; tides
These ebbs in flows to scrutinize their Archer's bow ? Zodiac's montage.

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Skat A May 22, 2014 at 12:14 AM John, your poem is amazing, and beyond compare, no other poet on the soup, writes as good as you, except a few other poets who have similar writings as this. Have a nice day, I feel the need to read this poem again. I like the mood, within every line..... Enjoyed stopping by:) Love and hugs ~SKAT~

Skat A May 22, 2014 at 12:10 AM clever write....SKAT

Ettie Christian-Bowling May 21, 2014 at 1:23 PM Your writing Jeremy is something that is out of this world so unique-Love Ettie