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Poem #1

December 28, 2009
By groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
“The only people for me are
the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be
saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow
roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle
you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”-Jack Kerouac


As the cold settles over the trees
And a white blanket settles over the roofs,
Wrinkles few and sparse,
And sparkles like a million diamonds
Whose worth is under appraised
By the impatient people who are
“Inconvenienced ” by the beauty
Landing upon them, frail and weak
Until it fades into nothingness.


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