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"Oceans waves batter the shores of eternity
Like thousands of horses running
A never ending race,
This sound is both pulsing and soothing.
Here a sufferer is both master and slave,
One ride as master and next as slave,
Subjugated by an unforgiving beast.
Such is time; she is the beast never mounted,
Never tamed, and never mastered.
All mortals are forbidden to control her.
A mount is made to ride, but a phoenix
Must burn and crash before its resurrection."
©05.24.17, Olan L. Smith
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
