A Nebulous Existence Poem by Cicero Grey
A Nebulous Existence
Oh wispy wooly kiss of dew
What is it that inspires you?
An eagle's nest, a kingly throne
A gossamer heart, a wishful bone
Oh feather that the zephyr blew
Who is it that you echo to?
Oh sanguine smoke of silver lining
What is it that you are defining?
A bowl of creamy mashed potatoes
The sigh of old broken tornadoes
Oh curtains shrouding heaven's gate
Who is it that you emulate?
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4/19/2024 5:28:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the only thing I understood of this poem was mashed potatoes and mash potatoes are really good, therefore your poem must be just as good.