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Poetry on High : Volume I
I present you now the very heart of mine
which no one can behold
except the eyes
that have learned to read between whispered lines
listen between stirring chords playing inside
which no one can behold
except the eyes
that have learned to read between whispered lines
listen between stirring chords playing inside
Published 22nd May 2019
Author's Note
A bit of a different style for me - but the circumstances of writing this poem were a little less than sober.
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
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22nd May 2019 1:47pm
Yes, booze and some other thing every once in a while. ;-) It sure helps to get rid of some writer's inhibitions and blocks.
So glad you like it!
So glad you like it!
