... inevitable...
since last I wrote,
since last we spoke.
I wrote some words of late,
Thoughts I needed to contemplate.
New places seen,
fill the pink-mattered ideas.
Friends now retrieved,
arouse my curious appeals.
Yet time and again,
I flee from the form,
In which I speak,
I reluctantly communicate,
The thoughts I cultivate.
Hope you're doing,
Far better than I,
Hope your words,
Flow like triumphant cry!
Poetry by Autie
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Written on 2007-06-02 at 22:01
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Note to you!
Hi, It's been a while,since last I wrote,
since last we spoke.
I wrote some words of late,
Thoughts I needed to contemplate.
New places seen,
fill the pink-mattered ideas.
Friends now retrieved,
arouse my curious appeals.
Yet time and again,
I flee from the form,
In which I speak,
I reluctantly communicate,
The thoughts I cultivate.
Hope you're doing,
Far better than I,
Hope your words,
Flow like triumphant cry!
Poetry by Autie
Read 1383 times
Written on 2007-06-02 at 22:01
Tags Writer  Block  Muted 
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