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Peg Board
by Leslie Ann EisenbergUnencumbered, covers
thrown to naked daylight
Destiny is in my
touch, like elevator buttons
Im going up
Peek through the lace of
my life,
See the streaks strike through
holes a newborn hue, to
evanesce my rain drenched
soul and begin anew 04/11/2004
Posted on 04/12/2004
Copyright © 2024 Leslie Ann Eisenberg
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 04/12/04 at 03:49 PM This is delightful because each reader can see something else in it...your play of words for me is a seedling that grows in the sunshine, growing leaves reaching ever upward...lovely. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/13/04 at 02:05 AM This seems like a journey on the evolutionary path renewing from moment to moment, charged by refined vibrations. This is so full of life. |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 04/16/04 at 01:47 AM definitely one of the best i've read today...i love the flow of this, it's wonderful... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/18/04 at 09:25 PM Really like the choice/construction of poetics here; strong spiritualism throughout and willpower to start over as stated in the closure. |
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