Hewitt E. Moore

Hewitt E. Moore Poems

The insanity that is

Revolves in a cycle
...

The moaning echoes of thoughtful thunder

A sound invoked vision of constant wonder
...

3.

Image is everything
Everything is nothing
Nothing is something
Something is anything
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Mad at existence
Why, I don't know
A perpetual persistence
To reap what I sow
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The Best Poem Of Hewitt E. Moore

Blind Leader

The insanity that is

Revolves in a cycle

A mere dismal bliss

The grin of chaotic survival


A worldly view

From the depths of hell

A human zoo

With a sheepish smell


The leader of the blind

Lost his white cane,

But found his mind

Inside a rotten brain


Three sheep mooed at the south star

The leader’s cue to speak

“I’m the blind czar! ”

He chirped through his beak


“Follow my path of braille,

Which I know you cannot read”

He led them to an eternal jail

And they were never to be freed

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Kevin Quero 09 March 2014

Keep it up, check out my poems.

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