Let The Response Poem by Danielle Mari Nidea

Let The Response



Ship wrecking,
Wood pecking:
Marginal art.
Never-ending
Nerve wrecking
For paper's part.

'Big bold
Signs of gold, '
Dream catchers say.
A boatload
Of tales untold
Forgotten everyday.

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