the wordsA Poem by Polly Taylorwhen the words of a great poem escape you
If only I had caught them when they first came
Juicy and plump the words piling light, pressure in my head
Write me, remember me- fit me in they cried
But now, all the bubbles have popped and died. © 2008 Polly Taylor |
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Added on March 6, 2008 AuthorPolly TaylorBakewell, United KingdomAbouthello I'm Polly.... usually i'd just copy and paste the "about me" section from whatever social networking site I'm currently on... but i sense i should probably write something more insightful... Ok.. more..Writing
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