What wish a dream.
What fear seen.
Alone by day.
Visited by night.
Pain relived amended.
Life seen pretended.
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March 2007 - November 6, 2012
My musings.........my thoughts.........my self
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Sparky
March 2007 - November 6, 2012
5 comments:
People pay for that caliber of poetry. Finding them is the hard part. If you do, I have a few to peddle.
Thanks, Jess.
If I find a market, I'll holler atcha.
Been there done that. I love it when a poem doesn't just fit, but works, and I know how. Good show.
I just wish it all wasn't so wearying.
Doom, a poem as a working puzzle. I like that.
Mark, reviewing life can indeed be draining.
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