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Poet Introduction
The gift is the cuttlefish whose ink sac we unfill, the bird we de-feather to fashion our quills, the tree we pulp to scrawl across the fine paper milled, for our voices to be recorded as an expression of our will. :D
About Me
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Born on a day, in a month, in a year
that equalizes me to one,
not that I wander lonely
under the rising sun.
From the northern climes of London town
my birth cry lifted flocks,
attended primary and secondary modern
English was always my midas touch (lol).
And alas I became too logical
thinking in ifs and thens,
computer code and mathematics became my exclusive friends.
So on clearing out the clutter
I read a verse of old,
and creativity rekindled my love
for poetry and prose.
that equalizes me to one,
not that I wander lonely
under the rising sun.
From the northern climes of London town
my birth cry lifted flocks,
attended primary and secondary modern
English was always my midas touch (lol).
And alas I became too logical
thinking in ifs and thens,
computer code and mathematics became my exclusive friends.
So on clearing out the clutter
I read a verse of old,
and creativity rekindled my love
for poetry and prose.
My Reading List
Heartless Lover
by redstar (Dark Angel)
The Godplayer
by Yudhajeet_Sinha_09 (Yudi)
My Secret Crush
by Grace (IDryad)
My Groups
Poets I Follow
Grace
Yudhajeet_Sinha_09
staratara
RedcomaMG
Strange Creature