It is what we have.

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    It is what we have.

    It continues.
    the swirls pass by
    folded in your hands
    I see why
    It echoes.
    waves sing to me
    in your eyes

    It drowns.
    drenching impels this
    from your mouth
    the high lava hits.
    It sings.
    hot resurrection
    you bring.

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    StandingBear commented on It is what we have.

    05-05-2009

    Intimate, soaring with clouds. Great write.

    WordSlinger commented on It is what we have.

    03-19-2009

    Someone must have made you very happy, I gave this poem a 10

    litldeer commented on It is what we have.

    03-05-2009

    WOW YOU ARE TRULY TALENTED. I LOVE YOUR STYLE OF WRITING. BRILLIANT!!!

    keithrberryjr commented on It is what we have.

    02-22-2009

    great poem.

    Ray commented on It is what we have.

    02-20-2009

    Nice poem

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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