Untitled For Julia Poem by noah nomadic
Untitled For Julia
they called her too creative with her
free verse thought,
poetic rebellion. she is a
literary rouge, a
rebel without rhyme.
oh but she has every reason for her
angry-girl sad song-
she cries words into a river
too deep to ford,
she smiles big like a woolf
slipping stones into her pockets, her heart
weighted down and stepping in
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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