DiamondA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
springing backward,
a miniature gymnast in training, yet she has the gold medal of her parent's hearts, laying prone like a sniper in waiting, moving her neck without any sense of direction or purpose right now, yet the potential is there waiting in the wings until it is ready, and the cuteness factor remains for the duration, she's the diamond of their eyes © 2012 Kenneth The Poet |
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Added on July 29, 2012Last Updated on August 1, 2012 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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