03-25-2010, 09:16 AM
First verse to a new poem. Again, sorry I've been so busy...Two days until spring break 
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We’d all be cacti if we could;
barbed colossi kept alive
by what the desert rain delivers.
A great green quiver,
deeply planted in sand.
To stand, and brandish spikes,
Hooked, extending from ourselves
Like layers of a shark's bite.
Listless camels of the soil
Letting none know what we hide.
!We’d all be cacti if we could;
barbed colossi kept alive
by what the desert rain delivers.
A great green quiver,
deeply planted in sand.
To stand, and brandish spikes,
Hooked, extending from ourselves
Like layers of a shark's bite.
Listless camels of the soil
Letting none know what we hide.
"To risk is to lose your footing. To avoid risk is to lose yourself"
-Soren Kierkegaard
-Soren Kierkegaard