And I wonder to myself

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
an early poem.

Submitted: November 23, 2011

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Submitted: November 23, 2011



And I wonder to myself

How much time has been wasted


The same things

Over, and over and over


The's, yes's, no's, and why's

Craving phonetic variance

Surprise, something new, something unknown

Something beyond the repetition

Windy whispers from apparitians

From its coop ingenuity flown

Nestled amongst the feathers and ashes rise

A new frontier, a novel idea

From the forest Habit flees

Language expansive, hot on the trail

Words never spoken form thoughts not grown stale

Sacrifice Repeats for a greater good

Let new knowledge cultivate newer knowledge

As precious knowledge should

And now with the old, struggling, tangled in vines

Refuse to look back, merely mark in the memoirs

Drink gulp after gulp of something crisp from a foreign glass

Innovation pleads to form something new with your lines

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