Reborn into the Now

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem I wrote for a class in high school.

Submitted: December 19, 2007

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Submitted: December 19, 2007



Reborn into the Now


Memory is a time that passes:

As winter we know no

Summer chill.

We swirl and find

No depth,

No pain at the end of

A word.


To live is - intuitive.

Did you know your dining table

Is most brilliant in sunlight?


Gods and demons - circling.

Vultures to our fate.

Always in the sky, but none,

Not one willing

To taste us.


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