A wall plastered with poetry
some tolerable
some paltry
some downright unsightly ...
An unfinished piece of tapestry
forever hanging off kilter
like a festering wound
keep scratching at the scab
for it will never heal.
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I picture here-----> Grafetti LOL
or it could be something completely different as in soul searching yourself throughout poetry... xx DD


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I probably would plaster the city with Haiku... LOL
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LOL hun for some we pen we love and some no matter what the word is never done a tweak here or there .. well maybe and the words bang off the wall like the life never satisfied in heart.. well penned hun for in a few words you have said it all Hugs always Angel♥♥


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Angel, I am wondering sometimes what the hell I am doing even writing a single verse.
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Perfect poetry is not poetry at all.WE are all human..We don't have flaws, we have our own styles..good or bad,,In your case..all good..Thank you for entertaining me, as usual
John

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Hi John,
Thank you very for your fine comment, I really appreciate it.
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*hands you a tube of neosporin* Or I hear you can spit on some mud, and that honey has antibacterial properties. Then again, there's always whiskey, too!


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Hmm I like Grand Marnier actually .. LOL
Thank you so much Jan for being there without conditions.
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The metaphor about unfinished poetry being a scab that will never heal.....Perhaps that is a good one....no solution or cure to an unfinished work...hmmm....Your writes always stimulate thought...Keep penning!


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Hi Rose,
Thank you so much for reading this poem, it is not much but still it is how I feel about the whole poetry thing.
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I love the way that you expressed yourself in this peice! It's so true and I don't think that I would like poetry if it was perfect.
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I get in one of those funks sometimes and these things come rushing out. I suppose poetry is one of them.
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