Hey Poet Man #3 Poem by Heather Burns

Hey Poet Man #3



Hey poet man
you are a rare

jewel

irreplaceable

with your soft
touch, paper
and pen

weaving magic

creating flames
of desire,
fulfilling dreams
with

strawberry affairs.

heather burns




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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wahab Abdul 29 November 2012

very nice poem, excellent.. i like it..

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