MORE TO COME ✍ ✍ PROBE

Occasionally we all wonder about life and the meaning of it, some people

more

than others. I captured this wondering in a POEM, named "PROBE" on 5-18-1999. I was not satisfied with it; therefor changed it more than once; and put it in a back of my mind. One evening in my poetry group, I was suddenly asked to read. The person who was supposed to read that evening had not come. I was not prepared, yet I never say no to this kind of opportunities. I read about an hour; this one among them. I got very high marks for it. Here it is:

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"Life, you, I explore, to find out more

That you're vain, you bring pain.

Do I stop to grow, or run from woe?

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ The answer I implore!

My earthly cell, burns like hell;

Because you're wrong, I must belong

To blue sky above, filled with love:

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ And filled with rose smell.

You, I seek, days and week,

You, I dream, never extreme!

Holding your hand, where I stand,

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ So you can see me unique.

I am pale, telling this tale,

Songs I hear, from far or near,

Desirous flame, written with my name!

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ Hopeful sparks, I unveil.

I regret the day, I did dismay:

Angrily I did look, my head I shook;

Didn't know you stay, I go away!

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ Like water that flows away!

Oh, life, in your class, I am like glass!

Feeling fills my heart, from your generous art.

Should death looks at me, my face disagree!

✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ ✐ The black color comes to pass!

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