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Dancing under digits Spacing between words I count them all Each syllable Once, twice, I heard them dancing in my mind Floating, instant reality Bringing distance Separating elements From pen to page You sing in colour Yet speak so beige Words, what do they mean? Sailing through an infinite horizon Your thoughts like waves Shattering a tranquil line Logical Emotional Trying to entwine Encapsulating a memory That will never be mine.
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
A Sense of Separation
Dancing under digits Spacing between words I count them all Each syllable Once, twice, I heard them dancing in my mind Floating, instant reality Bringing distance Separating elements From pen to page You sing in colour Yet speak so beige Words, what do they mean? Sailing through an infinite horizon Your thoughts like waves Shattering a tranquil line Logical Emotional Trying to entwine Encapsulating a memory That will never be mine.
Written at the Halton Poetry Writing Group - 12th Nov 2015.
elusivecure
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
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