The Poem

Dec 25, 2018

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The poem writes itself Fragments, snatched Clotting, dividing, conjoining Tripping over crippling timidity Two themes blindly fumbling Slowly winding words together Cords behind the cadence Dragging taut the tension Falling into youthful passion Painfully erecting lines, stanzas, verses Picking gently about failure Fracturing with loss and healing each other Life living, love giving The metre more measured and profound now The words keep coming

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