Turning The Page Poem by Will Davis
Turning The Page
It's dots and lines, geometric forms,
a puzzle, a mosaic. On a tabula rasa
letters voiced, unvoiced, magic warms.
It's dots and lines, geometric forms.
The happy parents, admirers swarm
as the child cuts to the chase here.
It's dots and lines, geometric forms,
a puzzle, a mosaic on a tabula rasa
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: narrative
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