A Purpose of Her Poetry
What she can't say
Can't speak
With her tongue aflapping
She dashes
on white paper
With blue or black or red ink
Not a ship in a bottle
Her sails unfurled
Traveling the seas of her tears
Happy and sad and all of the above
Love and hate and sorrow and fear
She kisses them all
And leaves them here
To find their own way
So that she is free
Light
Less her heavy burden and thus
Able to lift the load of others
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2008
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