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The One
by Anastasia SelbyRiding my bike to work
the Grackles heckle eachother,
looking like leaves inside the heavy trees,
and the horizon, an ocean
of pool water, unmoveable,
folding softly into the horizon. 10/22/2008 Posted on 10/22/2008
Copyright © 2025 Anastasia Selby
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 10/22/08 at 06:43 PM This is beautiful; so fluid and graceful. |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 10/23/08 at 12:19 AM "I'm an underachiever. I don't bother to look up correct spelling, most of the time.' This is the quote from your main page. Ha! Maybe a genius doesn't need spell check. |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 10/23/08 at 12:19 AM "I'm an underachiever. I don't bother to look up correct spelling, most of the time.' This is the quote from your main page. Ha! Maybe a genius doesn't need spell check. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/24/08 at 02:40 PM ... exceptional..... |
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