My Thought

My Thought

A Poem by Tamme

Wisdom fleas

Toward the Fool's stronghold.

Lost, is this sage,

Searching for Soul's gold

 

Patient as a hawk

Only to see the prey

For what it is
Tastelessly molded from clay

© 2008 Tamme


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Tamme
I will be back to this.

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Tamme
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Poconos, PA



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