Peter Vector is a poet, simple as that. With no awards to boast of, or books published, he writes because that is what he feels he should do.
Unified in Diversity.
That's what people today should be.
Humans embracing harmony and happiness.
Hope that flowers from the seed,
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So finally someone says,
What I needed to hear.
Some way of freedom,
For this poet that was left behind.
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He stands with sixteen plates of the elements
Shifting through space and time
As if a bullet through a rifting of natural law
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Charcoal coloured petals lightly brush my hand.
Chrome silver stem cuts into my skin.
How could you the fairest maiden in the land,
Lust for my evil and sin?
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Love so freely sought yet yearned.
Life so seldom had, but learned.
Destiny so fragile and so frail.
Death so quick, brittle, and pale.
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