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Big Wheels Keep Turning

Posted to Action Poetry

what it is that
parlays the pearls
extreme winds
moist chill and
rainng frogs that
jump in .....plop!
upon the land
sound was laid
foundation was made
track was waylayed
and the dynamiter
was the cure
blasting away walls
built of fire
the desire of
the coming day
and when the giant wave
crested the ships hull
was heard to sing
"joy love brings"
we often felt this magic
this solemn sound
these tears were bonafide
now more than ever
we know there's
no place left to hide.....WIREMAN