I Am Poem
unquenched thoughts on an empty plate
fail to fill the void
that the multitude hold so dear
as they contemplate the joys
of the breath ending silver
that sets japery up most curiously.
Yet truth concise shall reign most pure.
I am poem honestly.
Copyright © Olin Poems By | Year Posted 2014
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