sampling of coloquial diction in formal verse in which lacks the convoluted similies and metaphors that too often fill the lines of verse. who says poetry can't be just plain fun?
Monday, May 20, 2013
Babbles: many shades
Babbles: many shades: from: POET’S SWORD I’ve unkempt hair and wild-eyed stare; On paper’s white and callused glare, My pencil flies like winded kite, And ...
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