Spaces Poem by Phineas Molale

Spaces



Full, all filled and occupied
Yet empty
Cleansed and traces nothing
Spaces
Left and taken, most stolen
And resides not in their own
Spaces
Hearts, minds, life itself
Love, hatred, abstract poverty
Spaces
Winter spaces, rainy spaces
Spaces without spaces
Reserved for the unexpected
Breathe past this spaces
Falsifying frowning faces
Rejoicing for decease of valued spaces
Clueless about the spaces above
Spaces above this spaces
Scorned yet rejoicing in this spaces

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Phineas Molale 09 May 2015

My pleasure Kelly; You're welcome.

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Kelly Kurt 06 May 2015

A very entertaining read, Phineas. Thanks

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