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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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
When I was as a young man
Things, most things
Were about
Adrenalin and testosterone
Whether it was sport
Or getting ladies
It was what it was
But at my age
It’s simply
About
Staying
Alive
8:03 PM
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