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Freefalling

Wave poem

Freefalling

Peanuts,
Like the
Fruit, not the
Fly. Poised corruption of
Centuries lie. The sad truth
Of the dead, captivated eyes
On black screens. Hearts
Intertwined in addiction
Of meaningless
Views

Like a cold stew
Jet plane running on fumes
It glides in stasis
With the silent screams of passengers a few

Engine fire number 2
Hydraulics down, a scrambling crew
Trying to keep the bird in the sky
Through the darkness
Without guiding city lights

Nobody cares, go home
From the source of hatred so low
Or the love, let it shine.
Hope fleeting the plane that dives.

Such a horrible way to die.
The Fish of the Sea.
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Tony Taylor

Hey FISH!!....I really like all the succinct phrasing....the staccato rhythmic flow to the delivery of this poetic description of death.....especially because it jibes so perfectly with the final moments of a plane and its passengers!!.......ALL STARS!!.....well done dear poet brother!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xoΒ  : )

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The fish of the sea

Wow, Tony! Such a kind comment my friend, yes you hit the nail on the head with my intention. It's hard to get the balance, but you manage it so easily! I learn a lot from you ;). Peace and smiles my friend, FISH

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Max! how can you not be brave and let the hook go when you see it killing your friends?

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The fish of the sea

When we go for hooks we crate hooks for others. An eye for an eye and the world goes blind. Private message me if you want Jim, always happy for a chat ;) Your friend. Max

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