Red Spector

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A syllabic poem inspired by my last visit to the Reichstag in Berlin German while on the roof looking out over Tiergarten and the rest of the city.

Red Spector

Perched upon the People's precipice
Gazing over the unseen impediment
The Wall, I
The Wall, All
Still
Feel 

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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