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Sunday, March 11, 2007
A Poem Is A Little Death Laid Aside
A poem is a little death Put into words. A little frozen feeling. A lifeless stone:
A Fragment broken From a laughing rock And laid aside.
I used to write poetry together with another person, stanza or a sentence one person, and then another. So you know, what someone writes in a poem inspires me sometimes, and I continue with the thought.
Very concise and well put...I would rather like "A poem is a little Life put aside" For after all words should never be destroyed, they should live forever
you can't hear, but I'm applauding
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words!
ReplyDeleteA poem is a little morgue
ReplyDeletefor time elapsed
kept immortal
with a read by another.
A poem is a chunk of truth
hidden in a nicely woven words
perhaps
the transparent coffin of a soul
ps. sorry for the deletion, I made a mistake, so here I am posting it back without that particular mistake.
Well done! :)
ReplyDeleteI used to write poetry together with another person, stanza or a sentence one person, and then another.
ReplyDeleteSo you know, what someone writes in a poem inspires me sometimes, and I continue with the thought.
I am missing that kind of interraction.
see you!
Very concise and well put...I would rather like "A poem is a little Life put aside" For after all words should never be destroyed, they should live forever
ReplyDeleteHi Enreal! I think your suggestion is equally true of words and poetry to what I wrote in the poem. Just a matter of how you look at it.
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