An ars poetica…
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anaphora
Shapes (a poem)
I suppose it would be easier to say ‘don’t believe everything you see’, but that’s not much of a poem…
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misshapen faces (a poem)
I saw a photograph online earlier, and this came to mind…
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4,779 miles (a poem)
A few thoughts on a rainy night…
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Restless shadows #2 (a poem)
I did not use anaphora in the first one, hence #2…
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Man on the street (a poem)
Something I saw while driving home from the post office earlier today…
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A few things I remember (a poem?)
I started this as part of an exercise at the workshop I went to a couple of weeks ago (the one that resulted in the pineapple poem). I don’t know that it qualifies as a poem anymore, but here it is…
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The voice that goes on too long (a poem)
I hate it when open-mic participants have no regard for designated time limits…
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I have no wish (a poem)
One of those days…
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My rituals (a poem)
On another day when I have not felt much like writing, I try to keep it simple…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 