An Impermanent Affair

This bag of bones
This flesh & blood
Concept birthed a picket fence

Hear the sound
Sight the found
O’er a rainbow by way of ground

Where did it come from?
Where did it go?
From a place the lost do moan

Find me a miracle
Find me a brain
Better yet, release ‘em down the drain
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Posted: Dec 2012

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cafetwo2010
ok jazz.. Does Merry Christmas cover it? lol
Ladybee42
From a place the lost do moan - sounds very sad amongst all the chirpy lines Jazzy, very lovely poetry.

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Macduff5
Hi Jazzy,

So many esoteric lines. I wish I could say I understood. I think in part I do but I'm afraid to say in case I'm wrong. "Find me a miracle"/"Find me a brain". Love those lines...very pertinent to what we all seek I think. Nicely conceived. bouquet
bard76
weird and wonderful, loved it...... david
Poetnumber1
Those twisters always leaves me digging deep.Wonderful poetry dear and Merry Christmas.wine
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