A riddle all human should inherently get


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    A riddle all human should inherently get

    What retracts as if opposed

    When taking smells in through your nose?


    A protein leacher

    And feature of both god and preacher.


    Father of none

    But bound to mature with all sons


    This wily creature may make home of your pores

    But running wild will cause people to slam shut their doors


    In absence of flock

    May make strangers more apt to then talk


    Lives mostly dead

    Adoring your head


    By law it must feed on a chain

    In the throat of hydrophilic beasts you may find its remains


    The frantic whip of its tail

    Will cause your skin to boil and wail


    Find it submerged, unwinding in a pool

    And you will find its hatred cool and unspooled


                It has relented its aggression

                But wind blows it back to stasis tension


    It burrows without claws until duely undug

    Builds a nest on the surface it has just plugged


    Its presence is rude when it greets the eye

    So abhorrent it can make even a blind man cry


    Speaks its convocation to a select few on the earth

    A birds eye view clearly reveals it’s unnecessary and convoluted from birth


    Struts as, above and below shadows

    Circumvents the cove from where all sad flows

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    Tempestlady commented on A riddle all human should inherently get


    Hmmm, streptococcus? At first I thought a blackhead, ten a germ, thats how I got to streptococccus. A Boil? Very confusing, high vocabulary, are youin a medical profession? Pretty good write. Give us a hint in the preamble. It will help others not so familiar with the language to make sense of it. Write on....



    title should have been "a riddle all humans inherently get." Streptococcus, lives mostly dead, ya that sorta fits. It it actually "lives" completely dead all over your body. I used a little poetic license because I said it "feeds". This thing cannot metabolize and does not reproduce. It is found strictly inhabiting mammals.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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