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Created on: August 30, 2009
As a glass with a glaze
The contents secluded
But just a little visible
Some color
Some height
Some movement
As a pool with river water
The underworld clouded
With plenty of the stuff of life
Some faces
A man
Some promise
As a cliff in the cool blue fog
A dreadful and long fall
Or maybe just a tiny leap
Some sound there
Beckoning
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Poetry: The unknown
by Jani Joy
"Transparent Facade"
Who gave you my permission?
To hide behind this brick wall?
You're not supposed to be here
Just leave,
Calm down,
who ever you are.
Either raising a raucous,
or kicking up dust
serves no useful purpose.
Besides, you cannot
add a
I feel sick
panicked
crazed. ..
The irrational parts of me
are screaming,
laughing,
because to them,
I've screwed up, again...
And
I look around and try to see
Where I am going or what I should be
It seems that everywhere I look
I am looking at an empty
I trudge forward,
I am really kind of scared.
Things seem so dark and mysterious,
Yet I feel I've already been there.
A nudging
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