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A rose by any other name... (Poetry)
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Michi
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  • In this thread, post some poetry you've written or want to write for the theme of Nature.  They can be any style of poem from free form, to rhyming, villenova, limericks, haikus, or whatever your heart desires.

    These are purely just fun submissions to see some of your poetry, so I look forward to seeing what you all write about!
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    Cracked Hourglass

    Puppeteer, puppeteer, dancer and fly
    Mocking up gifts for a blockaded sky
    Counting the seconds as seconds each feast
    Lurking, watching, for feeling deceased

    A spider, you see, doesn’t lie or mislead
    Why should it? My friend, I’m glad we’ve agreed
    Pick up your poison and don’t ever stray
    For a corpse is a corpse, come what may

    Cobweb tugs fresh fingers in place
    The dancer delights in the fright-filled face
    Though head may nod it'll nod itself off
    If the spider slips and the dancer drops

    But why stop? Gentle, gentle, the whisper
    There's nothing to see and that parent missed her
    So moves the hand and so tugs the string
    See earthy prizes she brings to her queen

    Cracked lips hang open as she works
    Behind her the spider watches and lurks
    Come away, danger, then run away, dusk
    Nevermind eyes which water with dust

    Pouring her soul to another old story
    One, once wary, now tired and weary
    Hair slowly patched with thick woven white
    Deep in her skull to fog and excite

    Armed with the spider her mind won't slow
    Dawn approaches; yet onward she'll go
    Curtains stay closed and wind fails to blow
    White trees are burdened with spiders, not snow



    Don't judge me. I have one talent: writing poetry quickly. Let me indulge in it. Though, I'm unhappy with that title, so if anyone thinks of anything better, I'm all ears. Edit: I fixed it! Those wondering, the old title was "Moon Stealer."
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