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On the Yellow Bench
By metaphormachine
On the yellow bench
with a green pen
In my hand
tool terra
toyland.
Sneak a peek into
the valley behind me
no federal highway
& yet so much traffic.
En masse yield
summarise
the bank & the pin
the yellow & the green
sun & earth
strain spirit
in this vein spectre
this nous
stretching pneuma.
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Copyright 2013 metaphormachine
Author's Note:
Poem 21 - Book 11 of 15 - At the Times When I Woke Up & Myself Like the Lemmings Should Behave – 3. Literal Pictures [In Color] -Comments on "On the Yellow Bench"
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On Sunday, February 17, 2013, Stephanie Sideways
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wrote:
I can picture you on this bench. The last two lines were my fav! This poem had a lovely feel to it. Tells us how much satisfaction you get from the process . X
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On Friday, February 22, 2013, metaphormachine
(133) wrote:
Yepp, my beloved yellow bench ... I love this place ... especially in spring and early summer ... For a while was this location my personal mind factory ... an inspirational example to wind down and as a new beginning ... to start in a new colourful lifetime ...
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