A place called nothing
There is a place called nothing
It’s void of space and time
I guarantee it’s real
Represents – frame of mind
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Nothing – you might say is empty
Some might say its flat
A question lingers in the mind
Nothing- where is that?
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Could nothing be a place
A place where you are not
People point and gawk
For some – it is their lot
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Many say its fiction
Others say it’s fact
Sadly I have lived there
Never- wanting to go back
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Thanks to Craig Finlay for the photo
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oh. no. no going back
March 16, 2010 at 7:49 pm
Never going back, agreed.
March 16, 2010 at 8:35 pm
Very nice questioning here…enjoyed the poem.
March 16, 2010 at 10:20 pm
nice…moving forward only…smiles.
March 17, 2010 at 2:43 am
wonderful imagery in this one, really enjoyed this xx
March 17, 2010 at 3:27 pm