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Friday 28 December 2012
A POET'S DWELLING PLACE
A poet's dwelling place
Worn out tables
Writhing chairs
An old lamp
Sweetly damp
Flickering dimly
But with grace
Windows wrecked
Spider’s web
Walls engraved
Heart’s content
Need an ear
Just to hear
Papers float
Diaries choked
Shabby room
Flowers bloom
A poet's dwelling place
Smell of verse
Rhythm of word s
Soulful lines
Smothered with wine
Beauty within
Life goes in
Source of joy
A poet's dwelling place
Coffee mug
Shabby but snug
Some sluggish tales
A poet’s dwelling place
Soulful lines
joyous vibes
Some cherished tales
Yet to be told…
That’s the beauty
Of the place
An eye for it
An ear to hear
A heart to embrace
Poet’s dwelling place
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Nicely woven web of words!!
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