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Not Your Poetry
Dark liquid
indifferently sitting
in the well
the knife
that shaves
the quill
which scratches
tissue papered surface
I can't fit in
deep lines
forever
enjambed
stopping and
stuttering
then flowing
Off the page
Published 12th May 2017
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12th May 2017 7:22am
12th May 2017 11:49am
Are you writing poetry on toilet paper? I probably should be. Stanza 5 reminds me of a difficult bowel movement. tissue papered surface has sent me down this road of commode talk.
12th May 2017 1:33pm
12th May 2017 12:43pm
Nothing can contain Poetry.
I enjoyed the imagery of this one. Took me to Shakespeare, candles on dark nights, and verse born of ink stained hands bleeding from the paper to the desk.
I enjoyed the imagery of this one. Took me to Shakespeare, candles on dark nights, and verse born of ink stained hands bleeding from the paper to the desk.
12th May 2017 3:50pm
14th May 2017 9:16pm
Anonymous
- Edited 8th Nov 2018 00:49am
15th May 2017 2:07pm
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15th May 2017 2:16pm
Anonymous
- Edited 21st Sep 2020 1:45pm
21st Jun 2017 1:17pm
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