Support sffworld.com, buy your books through these links (read more)       Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Amazon.de or Amazon.ca

Raven Mcgraw

Short Stories
- The Riverlight

Poems
- All Good Turning Wind
- Time Is Waiting In The Water
- Poets Colorful Goodnight Children
- Add To Me Along The Road
- Through The Town Of Mirrors: A Search For A Cowboys Last Rights
- Our Promenade Into The Garden
- Raven Medicine
- The Sound Of Our Perfect Color
- Random Whole
- Volume At The Rodeo
- Automatic Flowers
- A Seed From Rhythmless Me

Random Whole
         by Raven Mcgraw

Pieces are hanging off the sides
caught by their rough edges
gripping each other
every part floating
my thoughts swirling around in space
chaotic friction obtained when they collide
abraided
made aggregate
torn and made trepid
worrying they will not be chosen
and made part of what's happening
if they cannot be seen as part of a whole

Existence will be perfection
if chance can be turned on by a slave
swinging by where it works
just beyond the edge of this page



You can email the author of this poem at bornagainhard@hotmail.com


Rate this poem on a scale from 1-5 where 5 is best.



Copyright © 2002 Raven Mcgraw, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines

About / Staff - Advertising - Contact us - For Authors & Publishers - Contribute / Submit - Take our survey - Link to us - Privacy Policy
Copyright © 1999 - 2004 sffworld.com