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 |    10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind |
| Fragments of my mind tattooed on matchbook covers from borrowed pens heeding an obedient hand clutching -- stab -- at the heart of dreams ... fragments ... of memories of scrawled pleadings `` cover `` a nightstand, fill drawers with forgotten reminders stabbing at my heart through my head What was I thinking? I digress: I know I promised write you an opus (you're kind not to note) One man not a symphony There will be no performance today -- postponed -- when rhythms returning beg this composer sing your hymns at a solemn podium in vacuous theatre -- and the marquee read? 26 lines free verse 1.26.20 5.1.20 first edit 5.1.20 entered into Shadows And Light Poetry Contest did not place 5.20.20 next edit...5.20.20 good subtitle? why I may never submit Commentary on this poem: I want to write what others want to read, but I have to be true to my heart and my soul pleading for another to visualize the way I do. |
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