WIDER THAN THE SKY
Poetic flaws
In a stained glass world
Prophetic thoughts
A closed loop reel
Poetic justice
Creating my world
Free form existence
Why can’t I feel
She’s my saving grace
As she gives me life
She breathes into me
Releasing life
Now my world has opened
Wider than the sky
Evidently broken
No reason why
Picking up the pieces
My only crime
The changing faces
Of father time
David L. Bowman
About Me
Monday, August 24, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
GONE FORGOTTEN
Creepers crawlers
Risers fallers
Destiny shapers
Free-flight stallers
Ancient healers
Soul stealers
Mind benders
Gravity killers
Tasting madness
Higher calling
Simple pleasures
Most appalling
Common tragedy
Stageless presence
Front-row center
Present tense
Freedom fighters
Daylight traders
Pill crushers
Nightlife tasters
Gone forgotten
Days of plenty
Beggars choosers
Ride for free
David L. Bowman
8-14-2009
Creepers crawlers
Risers fallers
Destiny shapers
Free-flight stallers
Ancient healers
Soul stealers
Mind benders
Gravity killers
Tasting madness
Higher calling
Simple pleasures
Most appalling
Common tragedy
Stageless presence
Front-row center
Present tense
Freedom fighters
Daylight traders
Pill crushers
Nightlife tasters
Gone forgotten
Days of plenty
Beggars choosers
Ride for free
David L. Bowman
8-14-2009
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