Friday, November 12, 2010

11.12.10



it's a quarter past one
in the dreary birth of a new yawning day
the stars give light to the blurry night sky
like needle marks
through black construction paper
held up to a shy flashlight.





3 comments:

  1. Are these poems original ones that you've written?

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  2. Yeah they are. The only time anything on here isn't my own words is when I specifically quote the source. I hope you like the poems =)

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  3. Oh that's awesome, I really like your stuff you're really a talented writer. Thanks for writing back!

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