clutter,
with a system
notebooks stacked
to
toppling
words inscribed
within each,
papers here,
there,
floating,
fluttering.
ideas on corners
and scraps
to be piled
for later
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Like a weaver weaves thread to create a beautiful rug, I'd like to think that I can weave words to create a beautiful picture that varies with each person that reads them. Here are my word-pictures.
2 comments:
felt nice reading your profile.
reading your poems.
i used to write on papers- those I've now piled up...
in diaries- but most of them were scribbled in last few pages of my school notebooks- n few in first pages of new notebooks...
I need time to explore your blog- since i found it from incinq. I liked the cinqpic- and I'm pleasantly surprise to discover this wonderful blog (your poems).
May be I would be able to contribute some- else my comments would help you grow.
Keep writing.
Thank-you! I'm glad that you liked what you saw/read.
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