Terri Turrell

Rookie (03/09/1963 / Los Angelus)

Best Poem of Terri Turrell

Punctuation Pens, I Pause

I am these words upon this page
a crumpled page
a crumpled page
a testament to who am I
written here is life's reply
a heavy sigh
I am, but why
I write when no one's watching me
one word then breath
one word then breathe
punctuation pauses pen
quill dips ink and pens again

A notion vague a solid thought
a random rant I pen I plot
I spill with ink or pencil light
a dark deceit confused contrite
I'm candles lit by smoking verse
described ...

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The Clever Egg

I speak with the shells of
your eggs
on my tongue
shards of them fragile
..though sharp

'what clever eggs'
you might say when you hear
how they censor my speech

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