This Poem was Submitted By: Donna L. Dean On Date: 2001-11-10 22:48:21 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Within the Space

In the flow swinging like a sugar glider. And deep enough to retrieve the pearl from the shell. To go from glaciers to glades within the space. These are the gaps and gouges to across.  Music has spaces to halt a continuous sound, with writing  it is the same.  For it to sing in the psyche the clues are in the untold. With too much told there is nothing left to reflect. No reading between the lines because all the lines are met, conclusions are lost. No reason to make the journey. Nothing learned or preceived. With the recording chip that is in my head I write about all that I think  and all that is said. Nothing is left out, nothing is clear and a jumbled mess is what appears.

Copyright © November 2001 Donna L. Dean


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