...this will be my last post for awhile...i thought
it fitting to bid "adeu" (to posting poems) with
this prose i penned in the wee am today...
i'll been reading you, poets--so keep writing!!
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the pen...
my pen...
metallic...
silver or gold
even plastic...
is the voice of release
when i cannot speak phrases
that get lodged somewhere
between hemispheres
in~cranium...
not exciting nerves
which would cause my
lips to part
and my tongue to move
in response to vibration from
my vocal cords...
verbal thoughts run
untamed, it seems
like wild horses
that have yet to be broken
...so are my words
unspoken
what would i do
without
my pen...
MsDLite (c) 02.01
it fitting to bid "adeu" (to posting poems) with
this prose i penned in the wee am today...
i'll been reading you, poets--so keep writing!!
==========================================================
the pen...
my pen...
metallic...
silver or gold
even plastic...
is the voice of release
when i cannot speak phrases
that get lodged somewhere
between hemispheres
in~cranium...
not exciting nerves
which would cause my
lips to part
and my tongue to move
in response to vibration from
my vocal cords...
verbal thoughts run
untamed, it seems
like wild horses
that have yet to be broken
...so are my words
unspoken
what would i do
without
my pen...
MsDLite (c) 02.01