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History spilled my canvas, my fingers wet
Paint on hands, wordless youth, I spokeby MoonHelixEpiphany 42 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 22 8:30 PM. In On Poetry, Personal, Thoughts, Vignette -
I never looked at anything, with an eye
to anything else, but I always think, even -
I want a poem, not just any poem,
one with loads of metaphor, -
A chatter of words huddled outside the window.
As always, a few preened, others were concernedby tomisb 31 lines, 34 comments, on Oct 22 6:06 PM 2008. In Fantasy, Humor, On poetry, Dedicated to Poet Muse -
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Memories, conversations, soliloquies;
my baggage -
flow forth; breathe in deeply, I
inhale and exhale; new wordsby madgirlslovesong 16 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 19 9:40 AM 2008. In On poetry -
some people seem to think the poem is supposed to be some magic capsuleby Matt Holck 22 lines, on Jan 26 11:46 AM 2008. In on poetry
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by Idle Mind Wondering 36 lines, 11 comments, on May 9 5:27 PM 2007. In on poetry
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