Classic poem of the day
All the town is aware
Except her own husband.
Member poem of the day
Times are simple, less complex,
slower, even, when you're high.
I'm not sure how it happens,
but I love the sweet by-and-by.
I relish times like these when,
my creative blood can flow.
As time creeps ever onward,
the dam within me JUST LETS GO!
And like a Rorschach inkblot,
my deepest thoughts spill across the page,
slowly the image shifts, revealing,
line by line the words engage.
-Five grueling mi......
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