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greg
Libertyville, Illinois, United States
eschewing prevarication since 2004
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Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Anchors

I love using words
like never and always.
The weight of the certainty
they carry is like a massive anchor
Keeping my poems in calm, cool,
Coherent harbor waters.
Posted by greg at 9:19 AM

1 comment:

Desiree said...

This is the most interesting, perfect metaphor.

September 7, 2007 at 12:48 AM

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