Poems from ScotsIrish94
One plus one is two
Or is it three? What is three?
So goes the question.
But what is question?
Little ones ask when dumb
What is dumb?
They...
Velocity the greatest
Time has stopped
The Cosmos has vanished
We are but infinite mass
No turning round
Andromeda! Big Bang indeed!...
There and gone
Now and then
My Father, the swiftness!
Its surpasses light
It draws life's recipe
From my Disambiguation
Never a one
Never,...
Long lines of grey
Poised for march
To Independence?
To Death?
To Glory?
The balls missed the Blueberries
Still strong, know not the Grey...
Opinion, not for him
Hatred, not from him
White, dyed red by lead
Calls for Justice, so-called
Bred by the virus of revenge
The man a...