THE KEYA Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerrora warning shot triggers the clock heads tick to every second enters the flip of a magnet a distinction to please entropy finds a seat takes the rein broken strings gathered neat provokes an impulse the overture tumbles pushes a soft warm breeze leans in with an ease steals the air I breathe holds the key Terry D'Arcy-Ryan © 2018 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerrorReviews
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6 Reviews Added on November 26, 2018 Last Updated on December 15, 2018 AuthorTerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerrorPHOENIX, AZAboutWhen I was a young girl I was your average Tomboy. I lived to watch Star Trek the only thing that could take me away from the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise was playing Baseball with the boys. .. more..Writing
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