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Simple madness
By dumbone
I fit pretty well
Into this land
The land of the shy
If I hadn’t only created it in my mind
I fit pretty well
On this surface
Between the land and the sky
Where I imagine
Where I paint the stars
I fit pretty well
On the bottom of an empty bottle
With a spear and rusty armor
Horseless
I search windmills to battle
A look under the brows
Is fading
As the world shrinks
I flee
...madness...
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Copyright 2012 dumbone
Published on Sunday, November 25, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Simple madness"
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On Thursday, December 13, 2012, dwells
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wrote:
You're not going nuts, just getting older! Cheers Dum, a universal truth here, for me - well constructed.
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On Sunday, November 25, 2012, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
...a brief hint of a modern Quixote. nicely told...
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A former member wrote:
We will always battle against the madness. Great write!
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On Sunday, November 25, 2012, whisperingwalls
(219) wrote:
I like how the title plays upon itself; I interpreted it as an oxymoron, though not sure if that what was intended. Don Juans boss. I like your imagery, I related strongly to the poem, which is a kudos to the writer.
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On Sunday, November 25, 2012, Strataic
(100) wrote:
Madness is a sanctum in many forms, for to be normal would cause the crazies to win, a battle from within... I like this piece. thanks.
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