The internet

A Poem by George Coombs

The Internet

glad to be caught

in net cast by

great cyberspace minds

the internet

my world populous with

people shining

like stars at night...

touching and being

touched aware of

a cast net drawing

beautiful souls...

now...no fear of

touch in any form

pilgrimaging among

light and shade

here in the world wide web...

George Coombs

Author's Note

please read carefully

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Added on July 9, 2017
Last Updated on July 9, 2017
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I am a retired lecturer from Hove in Southrn England. I write poetry, stories, essays and also draw and paint more..

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