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Escape

Don’t stitch the sail
if stitching torn-past shreds.
Thus spoke blunting patched cloth,
all to worrymen and woe.
No stitch the sail!
Wish now for wonder wind!
This spoke parchment wings
curled and needing crystal thread.
Don’t speak, don’t speak at all
is what the needle
said.

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2 Responses to “Escape”

  1. inky Says:
    November 14th, 2006 at 7:58 am

    I smile, at times, and wonder what you might have read (the ancient mariner, perhaps?) or how the words inside your head have come to be.

    You have way, a way with words, powering and powered by wondering.

    Don’t speak, don’t speak at all…

    I’m very glad you did.

  2. stonepoem Says:
    November 14th, 2006 at 6:08 pm

    Thank you Inky. I’m embarrassed to say I don’t really read literature.

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