My thoughts are immiscible light bolts,
wandering fiercely in the bottle of my ink,
My existence is a vacant space,
waiting patiently on the surface of my canvas,
for my universe that is a farrago of hues undefined,
sparkling at the tip of my pen.
wandering fiercely in the bottle of my ink,
My existence is a vacant space,
waiting patiently on the surface of my canvas,
for my universe that is a farrago of hues undefined,
sparkling at the tip of my pen.
Hey! I’m just an ordinary girl who writes poetry because nothing else makes more sense 🙂 And my blog is where it all comes together!!
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Reblogged this on The Perils of Improbable Potholes and commented:
Nice work. I like that you hint at so -called “unacceptable topics.” Well -played!
Thank you so much!
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Thank you.