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Your words arrived here
As splendid as could be
Light, funny, dark or romantic
Pondering's, idioms, truths
Or stories told with color or grey
Reposting, sending them
On their way to others eyes
To read and enjoy
It’s with appreciation
For fellow writers
You are poets and you know it
Explanation of being Timetabled

(Thank you to Beautifully Broken for the color and grey reference idea from “Ordinary” and jordan for being dark)
Trapped in the frozen state
Look around stuck
Unread and jailed
Words of whimsy
In the frozen section
Sadness overtakes my direction
Get me out of here
And thaw me out
I will wait
Until you read my ink
It will warm your heart
Like a sculpture patiently made
My words waiting
With cries

Idly

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De

Ice
Dead poems that need reads. Sometimes they get lost.

Written by Mrs. Timetable.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
i am grateful to you readers because
without you nobody would
read my words.

i am grateful to you poets because
without you nobody would...





inspire me.

THANK YOU, THANK YOU & THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART: FOR YOUR READING, WRITING, ADDING, REPOSTING, LIKING AND LOVING.

YOURS
MIKEY
Today is a good day.

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