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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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Apr 13, 2007 at 5:30am
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cobwebs and shadowed corners
grey dust, white sheets protecting the past
this place whispers to me of your desires
of our temptations, contentment, despair
how is it the loss of your physical presence
is so unbearably palpable
when you were at my side
I could no longer touch your hand?
the chimney smokes, no fire is lit
and your gentle voice recalls
our uneasy happiness together
and berates me not
for forgetting how to love you
when you walked still in my world


to have no regrets
[2007.13.4Éa]
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prompt 39
· 04-13-07 5:30am
by alfred booth, wanbli ska Author IconMail Icon
Re: prompt 39 · 04-13-07 8:14am
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