out of boggling propeller
blades that whip
everything in their path
rise above what vexes
to see the whole map
as the floating vane
out of boggling propeller
blades that whip
everything in their path
rise above what vexes
to see the whole map
as the floating vane
Last edited by cogs; 12-01-2009 at 02:31 PM.
You just put me on the door guns of a rising gunship.
I don't know that I should thank you, but, gingerly I will.
"Remember, we are all in this alone." - Lilly Tomlin
Its odd but I thought about a lawnmower and the intricate world it destroys in its path!
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
those are excellent interpretations, worthy of their own poems... i thought about the one blade i see, in a whirling propeller, that goes much slower, as in an optical illusion.
... or, a meteorologist (placed above what vexes) waiting that that large dust devil collapse...