| Open Poetry #26 |
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Dry Ink |
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Kaoru![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow
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My eyes have yet to heal from your magnificant light. Scar tissue with held my tears. There is no escape, from a blank page, and a pen dried of ink. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is a very beautiful poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
There is no escape, from a blank page, and a pen dried of ink. like those lines.... brought to mind a couple of ways to build on them, which I always enjoy... when someone elses words inspire me to build off them or use them in my own mind to write another version of a poem... |
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Brad Majors![]() ![]()
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
liked this alot! |
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