Monday, February 18, 2008
Poetry
A page wit a face of words that becomes nerves. A rhythm like a heartbeat With many purposes it serves To nourish, comfort, quiz, and confuse Praise, destroy, flatter, and abuse. Let your words reach out like fingers and toes. And touch those that need to be touched. Inspire those that need something to hold. Be bold and let your poetry strike a nerve.
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