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Love on the Border 1,2,3

Love on the Border 1,2,3

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Published by AmericanSappho
love, border, Mexico, United States, children, youth, college, Wilshire Blvd, Los Angeles, San Diego, poetry, April, time, tunnel, Otay
love, border, Mexico, United States, children, youth, college, Wilshire Blvd, Los Angeles, San Diego, poetry, April, time, tunnel, Otay

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Published by: AmericanSappho on Apr 02, 2014
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1. Where Love and Thought are Woven
 
One day as I woke up in a Thumbdrive
 
a 16 plus 2 Sonnet ( Line count Foot)
 
permeated the space of a moment
 
that lasted forever in my own mind.
 
I never thought of leaving left not once
 
I sustained what I wrought was replenished
 
Insubtrusive, oh IDK, a verb that I now call a Noun "why?" just because
 
I go to the line where I lost my love
 
I lament it no doubt as I must, though,
 
I let it go and return to my thoughts
 
what thought had woven in and driven out
 
My love is gone and will never return
 
And like a willow tree back in Beaumont.
 
which dripped down its vines as a tribute
 
proportions of beauty tumultuous
 
2. 
so sad to see the grated wall supine like a worm that persists in stone cut dry as it no longer serves any purpose but to be an inert object to life though it is an arc it suffers the strain though it be of metal is still a brain it is alive with its substances of its fabric it is conscience as well it is not what it never was that makes a difference to its or even to us we persevere uncaring of ritual we live as we do for our survival and none who lives wants to sample of death but what about the bridge itself? Its shell that alone makes it worth more than nothing
it’s as if it has a will of its own
 

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