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My Dripping Pen

When I had nothing left to give I gave you me...
Through all my faults I still stayed free..

While my pen drips words I couldn't say...
You can taste my passion in a silent way...

Hold your body close to the paper and listen...
It will reach out and touch your lips and glisten...

The juices pour down my pages and stain your fingers...
Leaving an impression of warmth and love that lingers...

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Richard Lamoureux

November 5, 2012 at 11:32 AM

You seem pretty lucid for a guy who's drunk on love. Congrats on poetry win.

Poet Destroyer A

October 19, 2012 at 9:23 PM

Michael, congratulations with your awesome win in the "Drunken Pen Round 2 " contest.....love the way you hold your pen. good night :-) xox PD

Debbie Duncan

October 19, 2012 at 3:15 PM

Awesome Michael,,,,,, cool that you won ,,,, have a great weekend.

Carol Sunshine Brown

October 19, 2012 at 4:46 AM

Congratulations on your win in Joann's "Drunken Pen" contest Michael. Love, Carol

Courtney Courtney

October 19, 2012 at 12:54 AM

good poem

Joe Maverick

October 16, 2012 at 2:33 PM

Really worthwhile write Michael, pleased to have visited today.."

Carol Eastman

October 16, 2012 at 2:02 PM

Your love of your pen and words shines through this one. Bravo. I agree with Sandra Adams... you can feel the passion.

Sandra Adams

October 14, 2012 at 12:27 PM

beautiful write, one can feel the passion!

Carol Sunshine Brown

October 10, 2012 at 2:05 PM

Stopping by your poetry list today to tell you thank you for your kind comments on my writing. Your comment was truly appreciated Michael. Love, Carol

Harry Horsman

October 10, 2012 at 10:46 AM

Michael, this is so unique, such passion, in fact i believe a classic...

Jack Horne

October 10, 2012 at 10:37 AM

love this romantic write, Michael

Nette Onclaud

October 9, 2012 at 9:21 AM

nicely penned, michael... shine on..:) huggs

Poet Destroyer A

October 8, 2012 at 10:01 PM

Michael, hi again... I think the only time silence is good , is when you are comfortable in the silence bliss-ering off the walls... your poem, is a place of beauty, created by your dripping pen..xox~pd

Sara Kendrick

October 8, 2012 at 3:53 PM

Enjoyed reading your great work..Good rhyme in these couplets..Sometimes it is easier to pen our feelings than to try to say them outloud..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Tanya Harrington

October 8, 2012 at 3:08 PM

Oozes passion. So well done! :) Tanya

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

October 8, 2012 at 9:08 AM

SO SO EMOTIONAL AND PASSIONATE .. THESE LINES SPEAK TO MY SENSITIVE HEART AT THE DEPTH OF FEELING U CONVEY MICHAEL LUV ..MUCHO POWER IN THE PEN AND THE WORDS U WRITE MY W.K. ..JG IS NOW THINKING ON YOOUR COMMENT OF HUGS AND KISSES HEAD TO TOE PSUSING IN THE MIDDLE .. NO WONDER MY PRESSURE IS SO HIGH IN 50 DEGREE TEMPS .. BACK ST U LUV .. FEEL MY THOUGHTS???XOXO

Jack Ellison

October 8, 2012 at 8:44 AM

"Hold your body close to the paper and listen..." Great concept here! UNIQUE AND VERY WELL WRITTEN, Jack

Wilma Neels

October 8, 2012 at 6:29 AM

MJF you had to go there hey? The poor cabbies. One of them asked me on Saturday, since when do you work on a Saturday and where is your spectacles? Gosh they sure pick up on everything these guys. They look after me I tell you lol