'Blank sheet
of virtual paper
stares at me....
Pleading to ink
my thought mayhem'
the virgin birth, ritually repeated multiple times, still holds us with thrall physical creation
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
'Blank sheet of virtual paper stares at me.... Pleading to ink my thought mayhem' the virgin birth, ritually repeated multiple times, still holds us with thrall physical creation