Aug 08 2007
Unplanned Poetry
Screen stares back
with glare
of heated words
blank
of email unreturned
pout
of sullen thought
joy
of laughter shared
glow
of inner strengthreflection
of more than
just lamplight
and closed doors.MeeAuguraphie
08/08/07
. . .and for a few minutes with the lack of my words, my site crashed, I hadn’t yet copied the poem, sometime later, some of it returned. . . I think I recreated it.
Unplanned poetry means I just sat at a blank screen with no forethought and stared typing. They are usually unedited save a word or two as I write. This one was edited some.
Please do not copy my words without written permission.
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