The Written WordA Poem by Scott LynnSomething that I hold dear.The written word flows through me, the sounds of my dual mediums soothing. Whether it be the click-clack of computer keys or the scritch-scratch of pen and paper, the written word flows through me. Ink as my blood. Parchment for flesh. © 2008 Scott Lynn |
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1 Review Added on October 7, 2008 Last Updated on October 7, 2008 AuthorScott LynnWinchester, VAAboutI like old film, polaroids, blurred pictures, silhouettes, yellow traffic lights at 4 am, reflections in puddles, foliage, crunchy leaves, being outside, the smell of rain, autumn, the stillness that .. more..Writing
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