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Tuesday, July 7, 2015

I penned a poem

I penned a poem
So deep and true
Each word a gift from ...
Who?
Scribbles on a paper scrap
My soul in rhyme
Was it even
True?
Paper lying on a shelf
Casually to ignore
Where lived my heart
Before?
Rain through open window
Benediction to the day
Indiscriminate baptism -
Nay!
My soul fades in inky smear
Too cryptic to translate
A hunger never to
Sate.
~Ellen Apple 07/07/2015

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