Just like a speck of dust, blowing in the breeze.
Into my own little world, with one little blink.
Unmanageable thoughts, crazed forward with dreams.
Hard not to loose the grasp, of the inside insanity.
Speck of dust.. just blows on through the wind.
A piece of Earth.. our Mother.. our Kin.
Dreaming.. of what that speck once has been.
Maybe something special.. maybe that speck of dust..
Will began life.. again..
A contest entry
- Anything goes....the second time... by Nikki Rowles.
600 points, ended June 13, 2008, 73 entries
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a very good poem..It gave me chills thank you for entering such a great poem...
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