Until Penned
By Alchemist
I am sure ink grieves
When it leaves your
sleeve
To never rest again in a poet's speech
It breeze's
the page in a mindful siege
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Copyright 2012 Alchemist
Published on Friday, October 19, 2012.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Monday, July 1, 2019, Jonas Robinson
(848) wrote:
Nice ink, my friend. I hope you find a lot of pleasure in writing since you're so good at it. I loved this because of its symbolic rhymes. Thank you for sharing. Good stuff. :)
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On Saturday, October 20, 2012, Malcholm Dark
(806) wrote:
I like this... very cool... ink is the glue that makes the poet... when he or she is done they look at what was created and feel good... thanks for sharing