LibertineA Poem by Kate
His poetry is real
His birds soar high Into the void between The stars cooling down The sultry days of those times His poetic eerie lines Are true libertines The secrets of life Dusting waves on clouds They sizzle in airy breeze And shimmer along the beach Where he meditated and breathed Wearing leather He planted artistic seeds © 2023 Kate |
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Added on July 12, 2023 Last Updated on July 12, 2023 AuthorKateCzech RepublicAboutI come from the Czech Republic. I've been studying English for several years (I am just about to finish my studies). I started writing "poetry" that doesn't rhyme in Czech, but one day I lapsed into E.. more..Writing
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