Hi all,
I've written the following poem for O.S.I. The theme this week is notebook.
I comb my thoughts upon this page
And turn it over on its back
As syllables rise and thoughts escape
I tattoo them on my notebook’s face
I dare not let a soul resurrect
The emotions that my heart has kept
No prying hands to open up
In secret do I bury my thoughts
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Encrypted to prevent unauthorized access, nice one and I think I have this notebook of yours !! :)
Exactly how I feel about my notebook! Very nicely done (as always).
This is incredible. Yes!
Need to be careful with notebooks. I have experience of it going into wrong hands.
Nice piece.
Beautiful my friend. But then every poem you write is so.
Melanie
I love that place on the back for the secretly buried thoughts and emotions. We all need one.
Very nice, W.G. :)
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love it.
way to go.
your words speak with grace and power.
welcome share your poetry talent with us this week.
we are open until Thursday, 8pm.
It is a place to bury thoughts and other treasures. Love the concept and where you took it!
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