HER
Poetic words that roll off the tongue
that is what she was all about
Every early morning before the crack of dawn,
her soft boiled mind searched,
filling in ideas
filling in,
THE POEM
that would flower in the light of day;
She swam in the silence of her bedroom
searching for words that would light
the emptiness she felt inside.
filling it she felt
filling it she knew
that writing poetry was the only thing to do,
when her soul went, all askew...
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