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encapsulated harmony

by Kyle Anne Kish

a lonely reign
will not sustain
the places
we have dusted our pain

just burst right
in and cover your
ears with doubts

then gobble up your fears

once, twice, thrice
i was told to heal
the sick and care
for the old

by golly the bus
came by again
to take root
of my route

i shall not follow
... simply cross heirs
with wires and frrrrump
there goes the world

thick of skin
and back once more
waiting, always waiting,
at my door

07/25/2007

Posted on 07/26/2007
Copyright © 2021 Kyle Anne Kish

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alisa Js on 07/28/07 at 12:59 AM

Loved the humor and message in this one..

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 07/29/07 at 02:26 PM

Og! that "cross heirs" picks me up and spins me around. I'm a drooling fan of your hair-pin swerves and turns-of-phrase. Add your salt dashings of sadness and realities, and zoom! I'm inside your poem. ;/

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/30/07 at 07:11 PM

Catchy linguistics throughout this rhyming piece K.A. Glad I had a chance to read it. Kudos!

Posted by George Hoerner on 10/26/13 at 11:58 PM

Great POTD Kyle, congratulations!

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