Patterns of Osmosis

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by PoemBased, May 4, 2007.

  1. PoemBased

    PoemBased Member

    Trickeling down, trickeling down, the ice trickeles​
    ever down;​
    Freezing the flames of youth​
    Who tread on aging ground.​

    They bear the songs but do not dance, consume​
    the fuel but do not burn,​
    Eagerly they eat upon this adament gem,​
    Too late their lessons learned.​

    Monolithic worker bees, entombed in concrete​
    Taking more then is their need,​
    Living monotonous lives.​

    Must we reign the horse who longs to graze​
    in unfenced pastures?​
    Upon imagination flowers grow,​
    Where spirits roam uncaptured.​
  2. Miss_Beatle

    Miss_Beatle Beatlemaniac

    Cool Poem :)
  3. OceanStar

    OceanStar Member

    That's such a deadly poem! I really love the last two lines of it.

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