Daniel Yetman

Rookie - 0 Points (September 10 1992 / Dartmouth, Nova Scotia)

Without A Promise - Poem by Daniel Yetman

On the eve of dawn,
The words seem to scramble,
Forging their own messages,
Their own secrets.
The words are lying,
Leaving the pages scandalously clad.
A letter to remember;
The letters so empty.
The words have no meaning,
They rest as empty shells,
For metaphor upon metaphor.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 13, 2009



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