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doorman
doorman
Feb 17, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

We are the young

 

Twenty three past one, 

Roman numericals chime tall

Ships go west, trains go east,

in between chimneys, fragrant 

heavens have softened with 

wonder of who we are 

Now

A new, unfamiliar colour


Galileo's compass and stone

Such security in schematics 

laid bare to know, and now 

we know the shared shade

Mom, Dad, and the flag that 

paints the ground

We will 

Tear it down, we are the young



— doorman, Feb 17, 2010

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doorman

doorman

16 years 3 months ago

Rainy day

Glad you liked the write. And thanks for reading. Regards, Espen
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 3 months ago

Hello Espen!

Speak for yourself re: the title! ;) I liked the universality of the subject. Just a little tweaking perhaps around "laid bare to know, and now we know the shared shade" don't like the repitition of "know"... Do like the concept though ;) Boni
doorman

doorman

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Boni

Had the thought that we're all young in the eyes of time, which in turn, oddly enough, defines the 'old'. Paradoxical, polemic, perhaps, but refreshing nonetheless. Feel I could do more to the write, but I need time... Thanks for the read. I'll look into that repetition. Yours, Espen.