![]() Beyond These ConfinesA Poem by Pete![]() When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest. - Thoreau![]() beyond the scope pushing an uphill rope clinging to hope no need to wear white like the pope i'm in a different realma kingdom with music and nature at the helm hearing and seeing it through a prism of undeniable, unadulterated truth a crystal clear refraction of perpetual youth i'm a deaf, dumb and blind sleuth people see me and remark, "sometimes he can be so uncouth" as i climb the slippery elm subtly with no desire to overwhelm searching for answers in a night sky ridden by shooting stars with raised lancers praying down upon aging knees hands raised like swells on stormy seas giving thanks pleading, "please" clinging to a life preserver and relinquishing pride never in need of a ride because i hold the golden keys always able to see the forest along with each and every one of the towering trees in a domain that always knows and sees a purview that liberates and frees a kingdom that denounces lies as it lives and breathes i bask in the mellisonant notes in a place that floats a place that always rhymes in these trying times beyond these confines © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on April 25, 2025Last Updated on April 27, 2025 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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