Borderlands Poems - Poems about Borderlands

I am riding through the Borderlands That place of harsh, arid beauty Carrying out observation for This period of detached duty. It is that time of day, The setting sun at my back And my sensors tell me aliens Are following my track. It is time to sleep Until first light; There is a time to run And there is a time to fight. Tomorrow will...

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the forest is silent and deep we transverse the seasons of sleep the depth of unknown regions in our collective darkest past silent and deep dark as a well vast setting out for the outer borders we wonder watching the fires of cities consume the night alone I drift in the sea of infinity some of...

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On the way back to the border You had your morning coffee, I had my cup of reality… The land passes from sight. you were making conversation as much as I was lost, of which I was wandering.. the halls of afterthought the dominions of solitude. you stand there wondering in my vacant stare wondering where are you...

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Out here in these shadowy lands No other soul to be found Where I walk endlessly along the border And find myself camping alone Like Jesus must have done Maybe this a place even He won’t go They say if you go too far in you’ll burn up But I’ve seen some come back across Somehow changed They’ve all become their...

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I read a journalist’s quotes Telling a new theory That depression is good for you - At least, good for the species. All that rumination - some scientist on the make reckons in his latest piece – Sets us free. Most remarkable of all: They are dogged, the depressed – he says, this scientist who I ain’t met. They crack through with new ideas. Well, nice...

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