Rubber gloves of language
worn on invisible fingers of mind
thoughts probing, slowly tightening the grip
on elusive truths: transparent feelings
crystallized
.
Poetic sculptures of void seizeing void
hands fixed in motion, handing emotion
across unfathomable short dimensions
glove exhibition, on unseen dummy hands
clapping
.
Pearls all shapes and sizes, washed ashore
unknown mothers, craddling unborn children
shining grains of pain and joy
fallen from soft gills filtering the sea
consciousness
~
unfathomable as why turkeys must be inseminated
artifically, only to perish under a garnish of cranberries
like our chocolate lust
on some appointed Thursday
~

penny - can't reach you by pony
just know this:
"evcerything's coming up in roses"
lol, and that's the truth
love and happy new year
allan
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beautiful poem Allan....A grand year with you..and another on the way...Jake
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happy new year to you too soul mate jake, - incredible possibilities in days to come, - love, -- allan
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love the thoughts in this poem!!! Drm
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happy new year allan!...jake...drm...allan::)))...damnned pony's drunk, isnt he??::%%% -penny