your feet have fallen through the larger hole
made by the force of years of steady rain
day after day it goes from pole to pole
not one to understand the higher goal
but eager all the same for greater gain
your feet have fallen through the larger hole
you alone know just what it was you stole
but others cannot understand it plain
day after day it goes from pole to pole
thinner the meaning that we could control
but thicker than the warning in the main
your feet have fallen through the larger hole
not one to think it might have turned out droll
yet happy that there was no ugly stain
day after day it goes from pole to pole
we left our boat wrecked on the final shoal
and took the path that we could ascertain
your feet have fallen through the larger hole
day after day it goes from pole to pole
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
11 March 2008
pole to pole
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