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Contributed by
ming
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Tuesday, 31st December 2013 @ 05:35:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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patient
cut-flower
sound
silent as sighs
soft as the robe
reeks of sage
hiding
in my skin
I call the crows
bipolar cat
slaps
my pen
purrs
slaps
my hand
early winter
wake and bake
refusing time
weeds are
flowers I try
to replant the sky
remembering spring
black and white
is not a dream
snow falls
like talcum
sigh poems
onto
frosted windows/Windows
cracked open.
Copyright ©
ming
... [
2013-12-31 17:35:13]
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Re: like this
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by shelby on
Wednesday, 1st January 2014 @ 03:01:52 AM AEST
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A beautiful poem.
Michelle
(Happy New Year!) |
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Re: like this
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by saramic on
Saturday, 4th January 2014 @ 08:10:29 AM AEST
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'weeds are
flowers I try
to replant the sky'
this verse really sprouts wings! beautiful! |
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Re: like this
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by alicewhite on
Friday, 27th March 2015 @ 03:17:42 PM AEST
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Flowers in the sky
No I don't wanna die
Don't wanna be cold
Don't wanna grow old
Love your lines
Weeds are flowers
I try to replant
The sky
Reminds me of a song I wrote.
Flowers in the sky
Love you more the more I read your love x |
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