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Monday, April 4, 2011

the poet’s inspiration



the poet’s inspiration
falls like an eye lash
and punches her core
till a line sits last
with grace
over images stringed
to hold her voice
in retaliatory quest
to spark you
like the lash did her

4 comments:

  1. THIS IS GREAT. THANKS FOR BLOGGING THIS.LOOKING GOOD AND SERIOUS ALWAYS.

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  2. thanks for reading and thanks for the kind words I'm just not sure if looking serious always is a good thing :D

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