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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
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4 comments:

  1. UnknownApril 5, 2011 at 12:35 AM

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

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  2. Nana April 5, 2011 at 1:01 AM

    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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  3. ImageNationsApril 5, 2011 at 12:47 PM

    Poetic enough to stand on its own.

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  4. Nana April 5, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    thanks Nana...:)

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