Signal to Write
01.07.10
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Dust -
rode the wind,
Stinging this poet’s eye.
A lone tear
drew a salty line
that trailed down
from the edges
of the inflamed window
of his thoughts.
A spark of memory
augmented -
but the tear,
raced to the vault
then this poet,
with ink in one hand,
wrote his emotions down
with uneven strokes.
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I like uneven strokes.
-C
Thank you C.
Z
“…the edges of the inflamed window of his thoughts.” Wowser. Love that line. Hey, I just noticed you’ve got a category for erotic poems. Aha, double wowser!
Jan,
I think I should write more in that category, right? Rather, I know I should write more. LOL
Z
Hmmm.. a very very lonely poet to me.
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A lonely yet inspired poet.
Thanks Gem,
Z
Inspired by sadness… to me!
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Your poems are written in a unique style. I Like it a lot. Wanted to Thank You for all the RT’s on Twitter!
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