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Passing poem

Unseen words
Filter through my mind
Like dripping water
To form a pool

With each drop
The pool grows wider
With each splash
New words do form

Until spilling over
Onto the paper
Forming a sentence
In time a poem

But my mind does wonder
The pool seems to leak
For each written word
Does not speak

The flowing words
Are passing by
My mind becomes blank
The pool becomes dry

◄ Infant woman

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Mishael-Checed Michael- Sanda

Tue 5th Sep 2017 19:34

I love the connection between dripping water and your mind... It's really creative...

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