Silverbow Created
Traveling along that silver bow
stretched out beyond sight and sound
marching straight
no turn
no fork
no rise in the road
wanting to veer off
snap the bow
drop the arrow
run to the right
run uphill
breaking sweat
dripping life
inhaling
breathing life
the “something different”
rough textures
startling tastes
erratic aromas
sonic sounds
To live the life
created
October 16, 2001
Tressa Lee Breen
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