Orange is the Colour of Word
Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration. - Carl Sandburg
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Bonaparte
A powerful star
not to be followed
too many places
his heart always broken
perpetually pumping
driven by need
it takes strength to say
no
go, I will not be conquered
even if it would only take one word
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