Monday, July 8, 2013

Listen to the pressure

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Listen to the pressure,
where orders smoke impossible,
to scare of what might be;
cause fear as life just happens.
To climb the voice of reason,
to risk all you can be,
is what the angels ask of us,
if we are to live free.

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4 comments:

  1. Quite a tight little poem with an awkward set of words.

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  2. Your last two lines sing to me. Lovely and concise work.

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  3. Impressive how you fit those words into such an economical write without losing meaning.

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  4. The most brilliant painting with the fewest brush strokes. Well done, Roslyn!

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