Saturday, March 14, 2009
Blood Tied, but Fate Defeated
Shared the same womb
grew up in identical habitats
mutual chambers
my shoulder, her pillow.
Blood bears us
Shared the same garments
bathed together
sipped from one straw
even used one utensil a time or two.
Ancestry connects us
Shared Saturday morning smiles
Smurfs, Scooby Doo, Snorks, and Super Friends
one floor television
one warm afghan
Red juice marries us
Shared Video games: Vectrex, Artari, Nintendo
one remote
single Apple Macintosh computer
one keyboard
Lineage merge us
DHS - where we studied subjects synonymously
Lay-uped under the same ball net
Ran together, cheered together
Traces still remain after graduation
Unwarranted Distance introduces himself
Higher education initiated farewell
EKU and UT, miles apart
fresh friends
worn memories replaced by uncontaminated experiences
Distance widens himself, omnipresent
Parents mirror progeny, and part too
Hound Boomer, inadvertently shipped to foreign territory
Accordance interrupted like the Red Sea
Unison once polished, now tarnished
Distance perhaps through obedience, in sync with Fate
Each dwell in four states
Illinois, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, Tennessee
blood holds the ties
and warrants trips
Jealous Distance ailed by the abandoned memories being rehashed
Trips minimized considerably
communication reduced
new marriages, homes, siblings, states, and professions
ALL NEW
Distance and Fate close now
Complete polar opposites
Black and white
North and South
Blood tied, souls disconnected
Distance and Fate have married
Steady tiffs replace once joyous moments
words box
committed to knock-out
harmony dissipated, tears dance a slow samba
Distance perhaps too far gone, desires a discount, Fate refuses compromise
Time buries history, refuses to unveil past
Distance and Fate do a duo dance
Fate fights ferociously
Distance desires a discount
Fate and Time team up
Distance’s strength dies down
Fate and Time defeat distance.
Blood doesn’t battle, yet remains taunted
lifeless like a weed in a desolate field
Blood waits for Fate, Distance, and Time to show her grace again.
“One accord, one day. We’ll all be together."
grew up in identical habitats
mutual chambers
my shoulder, her pillow.
Blood bears us
Shared the same garments
bathed together
sipped from one straw
even used one utensil a time or two.
Ancestry connects us
Shared Saturday morning smiles
Smurfs, Scooby Doo, Snorks, and Super Friends
one floor television
one warm afghan
Red juice marries us
Shared Video games: Vectrex, Artari, Nintendo
one remote
single Apple Macintosh computer
one keyboard
Lineage merge us
DHS - where we studied subjects synonymously
Lay-uped under the same ball net
Ran together, cheered together
Traces still remain after graduation
Unwarranted Distance introduces himself
Higher education initiated farewell
EKU and UT, miles apart
fresh friends
worn memories replaced by uncontaminated experiences
Distance widens himself, omnipresent
Parents mirror progeny, and part too
Hound Boomer, inadvertently shipped to foreign territory
Accordance interrupted like the Red Sea
Unison once polished, now tarnished
Distance perhaps through obedience, in sync with Fate
Each dwell in four states
Illinois, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, Tennessee
blood holds the ties
and warrants trips
Jealous Distance ailed by the abandoned memories being rehashed
Trips minimized considerably
communication reduced
new marriages, homes, siblings, states, and professions
ALL NEW
Distance and Fate close now
Complete polar opposites
Black and white
North and South
Blood tied, souls disconnected
Distance and Fate have married
Steady tiffs replace once joyous moments
words box
committed to knock-out
harmony dissipated, tears dance a slow samba
Distance perhaps too far gone, desires a discount, Fate refuses compromise
Time buries history, refuses to unveil past
Distance and Fate do a duo dance
Fate fights ferociously
Distance desires a discount
Fate and Time team up
Distance’s strength dies down
Fate and Time defeat distance.
Blood doesn’t battle, yet remains taunted
lifeless like a weed in a desolate field
Blood waits for Fate, Distance, and Time to show her grace again.
“One accord, one day. We’ll all be together."
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