douglas scotney

Silver Star - 4,386 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

Down To The Smallest Things - Poem by douglas scotney

Whatever is
comes from somewhere else
and becomes what it is.

That smallest thing
would not be what it is
had it not come from somewhere else.

What chance anything larger
being what it is
had it not come from somewhere else? No chance.

No doubt about somewhere else.

No chance no somewhere else.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013


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