circulation

circulation

A Poem by delapruch
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the isolated

spiraling in a whirl of cabin fever

buried in the forest, in the hills,

out of sight & out of

what is said to be the mind of the

culturally present---

in hiding,

finding one’s way in the dark

seeing without neon light

hearing without amplification &

speaking

face to face

without smartphones or

ipads or

skype---

what is said to be the

“old fashioned way.”

 

so out into the open come the once

locked up &

with this new unlimited ability to

express themselves

comes the overflowing

possibilities &

the circulation

of new personalities at the

convention.

 

with each newly added person

with each newly spoken voice

comes a betterment for all of us

a new light shed on a darkening whole &

a new way of seeing

that was unheard of before---

 

with more voices comes progress &

with progress comes solutions &

with solutions comes health &

with health comes happiness &

with happiness comes

the lack of a need to kill each other &

with that,

our planet & species might not disappear so

quickly---

all begins with circulation.

© 2012 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..