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What a f!@#ing bitch it is, riding up hill, in a pouring down, soak your ass to the bone rain. Only thoughts of reaching the top, finding the hostel and pulling into a a hot shower with warm and dry clothes at the end prevail in mind.
There’s not enough time to wipe your eyes clear, [...]

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The gravel has been piled up.
Readied to be taken to a place far away.
There it might become a road
or skyscraper.
Preferred though, is another bed.
Then stories of the land can be
passed to a new region.
Water has shaped the gravel
and its purpose is found.

6/27/2009 – Thinking about the gravel operations of Taiwan while sitting in a stream [...]

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It’s almost overwhelming,
the rush, the crush,
the defiance of the stream.
The water flows where it wants,
knocking all aside.
A mountain,
a bridge,
a boulder,
a building;
it matters not.
A flow of the stream can pull down,
carve anything.

6/27/2009 – Sitting on a stream below Fuxing on way to Baling.

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Look up, to the right,
a little farther.
There lies the great Turton.
He fought the many hills and vales of Fuxing.
Only to be brought down by a small stream.
It’s fitting that a person of such might could be downed
by the simplest flow of life.
Turton believed;
The underdog has the most might!

6/27/2009 – Sitting in the middle of river [...]

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Water tends to flow

by Michael Cannon on June 17, 2009 in Poetry

Water tends to flow,
along a path of least resistance.
Even in a challange though,
it’ll build up to overwhelm or seep.
Only to flow free again.
I will be like water,
always flowing,
even unseen,
calm or torrid as need be.

6/6/2009 – On 920 bus to Taipei from Linkou to meet up friends for Computex and then taking a train to Hualien.

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