Poet of the River

Rookie - 10 Points (july 27 1994 / California, but move around a lot.)

Acceleration Without Breaks (Sad) - Poem by Poet of the River

Trapped in a landslide,
Rolling down hill.
Taped on the blind side,
Oh-what a thrill.
My thoughts forced inside
Until I have reached my fill.
Until I can no longer hide them,
And my thoughts begin to spill.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 19, 2012


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