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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Odyssey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Proud admirals<br>dressed as belligerent<br>soldiers of the<br>platoon of defiance, <br>assailed to the torrents<br>in the stygian abyss -<br>a vertical horizon<br>between the albatross' wings</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The unconquered expanse<br>instilling lamentations<br>in the rain's<br>vapidly prancing winds, <br>dreaming of a place<br>where the weather<br>used to reside<br>like a lazy sun<br>tucked with a pistol<br>under his mattress</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Now chiming with <br>the pure sounds<br>of oblivion's cavern of bells<br>breaking in tacit dungeons<br>uttering clandestine volitions<br>but the anchors<br>lost the iron linkages<br>with the patina losing<br>its adamant sheen<br>through its own fissures</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Without a moor<br>to the placid ocean<br>and the ripples<br>of different waves<br>they still wager for<br>a stupor of change<br>unbeknownst to the crags<br>that mangled<br>with the blind compasses<br>and the countless miles<br>rummaging in all directions </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A barking blare<br>that lulled a serenade<br>In the semblance<br>of the harps occupying<br>a siren's mouth<br>drags the capitans<br>out of the track<br>and set them<br>into the rear<br>of clockwork's devices<br>afflicting the voyage<br>before the tides<br>can crash with <br>incommunicable tidings</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The anticipated<br>shipwreck deluges<br>before their feet<br>and their eyes<br>grew wings<br>to depart their phantoms<br>still assailed<br>into the fathoms.</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=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a></strong></div>