The Rainbow Poetic Soul
The Rainbow Poetic Soul
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Writing a poem, begins as a bright candle glow.
Then, fills your soul and warms your body so.
Rapidly, you find your rainbow poetic soul once more.
You had feared it just walked out the door?
How silly of you to even dare for a second think.
Your flowered soul would dry out of ink.
The sweet honey of humanity always flows,
From your feathered quill, a rushing river of burnished gold!
1/29/2021
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