Test of Eloquence

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    Test of Eloquence

    Substances now wasted
    Reminder of what we've tasted-
    There's too much humor
    in these waters.

    A private art of alchemy
    a stench of creativity-
    There's so much relief
    in these muddy waters.

    A humane calculation
    of sewage and salvation-
    Time is of the essence
    I must make it to the water.

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    emilytwain’s Poems (12)

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    A FORIEGN SNEEZE 0
    Test of Eloquence 0
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    STRAIGHT TO THE INDEX 1
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    From the Womb 0
    Ambush 1
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