I have folded myself
Into paper reality
Standing in patient print
Between the covers
Deliver me
From these nights
Strung
Like cray paper on the ceiling
For a birthday party
When no one comes
fOIS In The City
Another in the series of Poetry Wednesdays Image here ...
How many of us can relate to this poem! I loved it.
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Thanks for you comment Donna. Coming from a real poet, this wanna-be is truly grateful 🙂
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Wonderful!
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I’m really enjoying your recent changes to your blog, including this Poetry Wednesdays.
Thanks for sharing,
Christi Corbett
http://christicorbett.wordpress.com
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I appreciate the comment, Christi 🙂
I am not sure how long I can do Poetry Wednesday’s because I simply may have no material …
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