The thoughts of a poet in search of inspiration from a world less inspiring.
Fading Beauty
She never once said
I wasn't sufficient enough
to be her everything,
I asked her to live outside of her comfort.
We fit together like
Vermont and New Hampshire
with island fantasies,
but I needed to see the shores.
She gave me a reason
to trust in another's opinion
and she made me feel secure,
but,
my pen doesn't bleed anymore.
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You have mastered the art of being focused and concise in your articulation of ideas that are broad enough to relate to your audience, but specific enough to speak true to your personal experience. I often best paint my stories in longwinded strokes, then have to rip it to its core. And I love the last line of this one. Awesome. Two Snaps!
Sent by: [S. Franklin] | Thursday, 4 December 2008 20:51:08 GMT
"I could never color in the lines... so I wrote poetry."- Jamaal Crowder