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They buzz around my head like little bees
each with wings packed with pollen
sweet little words from expressions
that come both day and night.

In the buzzing I lose myself
writing down words
joining them to expressions
nectar to my soul.

I could lose myself in a room
filled up with these bees
A hive of honey.

In the end a train of thought
would roll out of me.
My mouth full of poetry,
beautiful songs of the soul.

 

 

 

 





 

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  • Disturbed Prodigy
    December 5, 2008

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    all i know is that this was a wonderful read, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest, i think you got it.