Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Poetry's Image Comments

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My tears are black ink
That spill upon empty pages
I try to hold them back, till I blink
And they escape their swollen cages
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Christopher Teale
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Lyn Paul 20 June 2021

Poetry helps us understand. Beautifully expressed.

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Dr Antony Theodore 21 January 2019

Is it sorrow? Is it joy? Or do they meet in a place of wonder? This is really beautiful poem, so much imagination, emotion and love. great expressions.. thank u dear poet. tony

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Christopher Teale 22 January 2019

Thank you :) Feel free to share it with people you think might like it.

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