Words Became Art
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Words became art
fractur'd phrasings
‘pon parchment glass slippers
darkly dancing
when she wielded her pen
posy paint'd notions
on butterfly wings
taking our minds
a'whirling senses
midst mesmeric illusions
dizzying zephyr’d vistas
'neath arbor'd enchantment
hot cuppa whispers
whilst inky stanzas
of creative breaths
exhale’d poetry
Written in the style of a very dear
poetic friend from my past who I greatly admired
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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