![]() Existence SharedA Poem by Emily B![]() shared once with a friend![]() You’ve long promised me a walk, my friend. A rambling, hand-holding stroll through words I felt too small to meet alone-- Or maybe just a thoughtful travel through blueberry lanes where you would unravel the mysteries of your creations.
Even knowing that poems cannot mean— once set to page those words can only Be-- I sit patiently for clues. Bits of conversation, punctuated by rainy days, intertwining histories-- yours and mine and theirs. You’ve long promised me a walk, my friend, And so far—it’s been a lovely journey.
© 2008 Emily BFeatured Review
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Added on August 21, 2008Author![]() Emily BRichmond, KYAboutto the Lost Boys I am no Wendy; but my voice brings you back to me. And you sit around my feet, anxious for a story or a kiss. Listening to my words spinning adventures, like so much g.. more..Writing
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