Poets (a poem)
2013-04-19
Let us begin to write with colour.
Measuring beats with the stroke of a pen.
Not all are meant to share with another,
but help us recall lost moments again.
Let us begin to write with colour.
Measuring beats with the stroke of a pen.
Not all are meant to share with another,
but help us recall lost moments again.
Though starkly intimidated
perhaps overly concerned
with what others think
still I reach out to you
Creativity in search of comfort
When I was young I would read my daily horoscope
to see what was NOT going to happen to me that day.
(493 words)
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