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Click hereI want to feel the scratch
from the burrs and brambles of your journey,
the sting of antiseptic that leaves
a trail of cleanliness through dust
and mud.
Have you discovered
the other half to my truth?
We stub toes on the Rosetta stone,
we bleed in Greek.
It means everything, everything.
Step aside, let me stomp down
the sticker bushes until we reach
the cloven mud prints
and a path of bent grass that leads us
to the moss covered sleeping grounds.
for T.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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stomp away,
I see you are leading people down mysterious paths again,
But you Know I will follow
found your words to be mysterious in meaning,
but loved the way you used them, and the
context itself.. left me wanting to come
back for more.... -sGp-
...is always complex. I like this one, a lot, but can't really articulate why. I could say "well, it's mysterious" and it is, but that doesn't satisfy me.
I could be simplistic and say that anything that mentions the Rosetta Stone would win my heart (and mind). But I also dislike the simplistic.
Let me just say this sounds well to my ear and moves me in ways I don't quite understand.
Sometimes it is good to not fully understand.
and I thought the form was in a nice step blending the verse without break...thats a great style for me...ty/bluerains