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When She Left
the pain of the vacant page stage
for the dance
of my pen
the fear of the frozen mind blind
to the hope
of a rhyme
the silence of an empty house spouse
to the song
of my word
the hush of unwanted time chime
t...
Friday 15th February 2019 12:08 pm
Process
what spills onto the page
falls from my mind:
it tells of what is there
it tastes of my thoughts
so they are spread here with care
as verse
the page becomes
my mind bared
...
Friday 11th May 2018 3:47 pm
The Poet's Problem
Impulse is the best linguist
So Mr Thoreau thought
And often what is written here
Is spoiled by what is later brought
Yet
All I write and sometimes rhyme
Falls on the page untaught
So needs some tender love and care
Before you see it as you ought
So
The lines you read from any page
Should by your ear be caught
As best words ordered to flow well
With...
Wednesday 24th January 2018 2:04 pm
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