JUST ESCAPED THE SHREDDERA Poem by SHEEMA HUQA Collection of Short PoemsNo Change Blue ink, black ink, neither influences how I think or a bright green gel
for a serener spell But I’m not so keen Obstinate - is how I’ve always been I write invariably on white This feels right Even minor changes don’t appeal So why change what I feel? Stuff to Trust Dried leaves, resins, spirits, dust Lying is a must Secrets hushed Clarity crushed Dried leaves, resins, spirits, dust Master
Copy Changed each caption Made nine adaptations Redrafted introduction Reduced margins by a
fraction Rewrote second half Edited final draft Guilt with Caution If guilt
can tilt either way let’s
then think about it another day and
perhaps such feelings will dwindle away © 2012 SHEEMA HUQFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorSHEEMA HUQLONDON , ENGLAND, United KingdomAboutI am SHEEMA A LONDON BASED POET THANKS FOR READING! more..Writing
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