Wallace LaBenne

This Site Reflects The World

Poetry sounds like snowflakes landing on spring flowers. I write, read and hear poems with my heart.

This Site Reflects The World

A microcosm of the world

on this site is found.

Anybody's soul's unfurled

unearthed in a round.

Good or evil, nice or mean

each is manifest.

Sacred be or the obscene

no one fails a test.

With a global membership

there is no surprise.

Good or bad relationship

we need not surmise.

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