Key To Logic
The Power of Hunger
Outside my cell there lies a key
There also lies a loaf of bread
The key may be what sets me free
"But then I’ll starve," my hunger said
My freedom means the world to me
But I prefer to eat instead
Starvation wouldn’t let me see
Just get the key, you’ll still be fed
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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The Lesions of Devotion
Every day I set myself down on the freshly cut lawn and strip myself bare. I take my guitar and finger the frets and pick at the strings, listening for dissonance. My life is dissonance. I twist the tuning pegs until each string sounds bright. Then I kneel, calves pointing behind me, kneecaps facing forward. All exposed to the breeze. I close my eyes and play the melody.
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