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My eyelids are two castle gates
being held up by night watchmen.
The ropes are slipping through
their hands, and soon
my gates will fall silently.
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because when it’s on paper
it makes more sense.
pinned down, where
all of it can be seen
all at once,
even to be adjusted
if needed.
instead of floating around
getting lost and damaged
in the wrinkles and rapids of the brain.
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(151) INSTANT INSIGNIFICANCE
My span of life mosquitos past
While eons elephant as if
Their hulking selves were frozen stiff
While I go by so fast
My epic blur of beating wings
In pure harmonic sync
Is done and gone in one long blink
Of their vast wanderings.
~ D. Edgar Lamp (Ballad Meter)
http://www.thedailypoem.org
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I closed my eyes
and leaped,
and learned
that looking first
is not always necessary.
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