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Poem: "Friction"

Updated on August 8, 2009
Newton, by William Blake
Newton, by William Blake

Speeches clearly define

our conspiratorial edge.

Where'st spoken of nerve

and fiber, toes in glue, that

stick with every advance.


Twigs burn in a distant pool--

quiet memory of a scribe gone mad.


The Nobles boast of pure reason,

quoting syllogisms

with every blow

of their fists.


Now! Now it breaks forth from under!

Twitching madly my children flock to

new graves, tingling in ecstatic laughter

under hazed moonlight-


Cranes fly inappropriately low,

Skimming the tops of our campfires.


The Oracles proclaim an old word

and the villages take up arms.

Too weak are the hunted,

strained in a "war of

gravity"

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      \Brenda Scully 7 years ago

      This is a deep and meaningful poem will read it a few times to get the true meaning.... thanks for this

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      Earthscribe 7 years ago from Tampa, Florida

      My pleasure to share! Thank you for coming through to read -- it was penned that it might inspire others to explore dynamic tensions... there's gold in them thar hills!

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      Moulik Mistry 7 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

      So passionately written, deeply felt...

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      rubbish 7 years ago

      stupid

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      asde 6 years ago

      wired

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      lkhg 6 years ago

      VERY GOOG AWESOME

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      trix 6 years ago

      wiew great!! poem tnx for ur poem

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      rdx 3 years ago

      Good poem

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      understand xdxdxd 3 years ago

      Couldnt understand anything from this poem .flopppp.couldnt even do my activity

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