Adding a thread

Adding a thread

A Poem by Jon Roggie

Such flimsy strands they weave.

Ideals, true of purpose,
  corrupted from the beginning.

Creating traps to catch the unwary.

i choose to spin a web,
  one of choice,
  balanced with contemplation.




© 2013 Jon Roggie


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~ wow...

~ those last three lines are just so spectacular...

~ i hope to learn from you... :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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12 Years Ago

~ haha...! ~ yes, we do... maybe... :P ~ p.s. every time you call me "Princess", my eyes pop out and.. read more
Jon Roggie

12 Years Ago

It is your name!
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12 Years Ago

~ haha... i know, i know... but not many people know what my name means... :P

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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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I tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..