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Tuesday, February 17, 2015


Critical mass

Times were once
When we could
Find ourselves by
Looking at each other
Times were once
That we could find
Ourselves by looking
At our surroundings
Times were once
But no longer
No longer do we find
The simple path from
One end to the other
Just because
No more go the days of ease
Now is a time of critical mass
Now we would be lucky
To find our selves

Chris McQueeney 1-13-15


Brian Miller said...

to find ourselves among all that we have amassed....perhaps that is the problem...we are trying to find ourselves...but in stuff...and not the right things...

Maggie Patti Barbara Frankford-Shapirol said...

sweet write.

Maggie Patti Barbara Frankford-Shapirol said...

Happy Day.

the perfect poet award for week 80, please enjoy and have fun for next poets rally.