Name MeA Poem by Julia Squires
Heretical happenings under the bridge,
Invested instruction - melody mine. With a waver, Give me time. There's a number, or a noun But I can't connect the dots. Whither or thither - Will I wither? I am unused... Or unused to this climate. Summertime? Simplify? Could I ever be complex? Rivulets revel, ascend to new levels; They rise and regret. Peering through portals, Someone gets hurt. Name me. © 2014 Julia Squires |
StatsAuthorJulia SquiresAboutHi everyone!! My name is Julia. I'm an 18-year-old aspiring prose author with an even greater passion for poetry; I love the sound and rhythm of language itself, how words can flow and dip and swing b.. more..Writing
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