His cry’s a stentorian swoop in the azure, draws curlicues in and out of the clouds. Apart from the flock, with its dodging and fighting, he lifts up his beak and whispers of wind. He lowers his feet, curves his wings, scrawls a wake, a poem in water with fricative feathers, a lone gull’s sonnet […]
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Quote Poems – day two
This is the second day of writing a poem related to a quote. Quote # 2: A writer is a world trapped in a person – Victor Hugo Catch a Poem Trapped inside a poet Is a world of wit Populated with words Surrounded by a celestial sphere Of imagination And creation This realm of reason Orbits […]
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