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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Big Throw</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I knew a thrower once <br>A burly mind that knew flight </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His life hemmed in by nowhere streets <br>and a double helix legacy that left him <br>enslaved by break-out opportunities: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the silence that fell as he stepped <br>into a pedestalled circle <br>into foreshortened distance and time <br>where impossibles faltered </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I could taste it when he said <br>“I really believed I could throw it <br>clean out of the park and over the rooftops” <br>I followed a crystallised vision <br>Into his limitless sky <br>a thousand times further than gravity granted <br>and he went on believing. <br>I saw it in stone archways <br>in ancient scripts in hotel bedrooms <br>in an endless blur of kneeling to symbols <br>and crawling from under <br>the dusty rubble of dreams</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a></strong></div>

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