My fa' carried the data of get away when he carted from my mother
I stagger a patience on all fours to give my give ways
I keep going, travelling
My horse wither like the wither of rose having a world of its own
within a sign when I learn that I'm caught between two natures
the game of animal and the voice of a man
I keep travelling my
Greek passionate; I pent myself
up for rent within a field of grass
like my getaway fa'
to a get away place
full of roses
full of me
'wilts and half wonderings'
My unfinished quest in its all round best right can savour me now
I'll ride all month to keep mosaic, more for the sake of
being team mascot Centaur
giving all my sense and for what good?
I will keep travelling
Author notes
The sagittarius sign: CENTAUR.. great.. half man half horse.. nothing more than a traveller
Fa- father
A contest entry
- The Howl Of Creativity Calls For You! by LadyOfFate.
450 points, ended May 20, 2008, 11 entries
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Comments
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very nice. you show a centaur's grief. well done, you just forgot to put down the lollipops in your author's notes. put in something about the lollipops there or in the comments of the poem, just so I can known you paid attention.

