CedarA Poem by Footprints al carbon#nationalpencilday for procrastinators
The smell of a tree
embracing a core
of carbon and clay, joined to a shiny band clasping the take away; Bright sheen of color coats this recorder of notes, a sharp nose enjoys that which this writer employs, stories never before told the aroma of new meets old. © 2017 Footprints al carbon |
StatsAuthorFootprints al carbonPhoenix, AZAboutI'm a part time poet, usually during waking hours. An idea must be fed and put to bed in harmonic frequency as to the sun moving about the sky. Poetry is exhausting so burn clean my peoples. more..Writing
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