Just scraps of trollie poetry, some profound,some profane, some just silly..at first most gleaned from Troll54 where are you...but most now are posted here for the first time...
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there are no titles to my poems...i don't see them as having a beginning or an end...
they are just moments....snapshots....in the current of time....my time...my life..
only the tip of the iceberg....the visible part of a nearly sunken log....the rest assumed
but not known.....sometimes even to me
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Sunday, July 18, 2010
I am at
The evening of life
As I look
To the west
The sun
Has not set
But it’s time
To anticipate
That event
Have I
Accomplished
What I may have wished
Have I
Accomplished
What my skill set could have
Probably not
To be honest
Not at all
But life is
What lifeIs
11:32 AM
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