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The Poem 11 January 2019

Posted by Dr Moose in Life, Poetry.
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red notebook

The poem does not shout,
She sits, unregarded, on the side
Listens, whispers,
Words awaiting audience.
Unattended verbage,
Ticking low
’til silently exploding
In the mind, unsuspected.

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