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Poem #1

December 28, 2009
By groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;The only people for me are<br /> the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be<br /> saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn<br /> or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow<br /> roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle<br /> you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes &quot;Awww!&rdquo;-Jack Kerouac


As the cold settles over the trees
And a white blanket settles over the roofs,
Wrinkles few and sparse,
And sparkles like a million diamonds
Whose worth is under appraised
By the impatient people who are
“Inconvenienced ” by the beauty
Landing upon them, frail and weak
Until it fades into nothingness.


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