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#jotting
Oh Big sky, would you make me look pretty too? Would my sickly veins be something of a golden hue? Would my dim-lit soul be of an aura blue?
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Apr 16, 2023
Apr 16, 2023 at 1:56 AM UTC
Eyes Upward
I can rhyme & riddle Play violin & fiddle I can write metaphors and paraphrase Sit in a basement or stand on a stage I can narrate comtemplations And describe frustrations I can sit in the shade and describe what I feel I can recreate the impossible and make it seem real I can write stories about feeling distant And tell tall tales of commitment I can write In riddles without clues I can write on all shades of the blues I can capture the experience of motion and make time freeze in emotion I can write to match my mood I can write them eloquent or crude But just because I wrote it doesn't make me a poet Poetry... What is it? Eh, I'll leave it to someone else. This is just me writing on myself
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
Mark1, Mark2, skee-da-lee- da-do
I decided to get this down like clockwork, then go paint.
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
Keep it going (10w)