Unclean Sheet Poem by Dan Reynolds
Unclean Sheet
As the last word formed
on the lachrymal page
From the hiss of the nib
came the last of her rage
Then she tore it and crumpled it
Tossed it in the bin
Though the pad still held secrets
Impressions within
Deep down and ingrained
Still apt to arise
How sad that a blank page
can still proffer lies.
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4/25/2024 7:02:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i LIKE MUCH! Short and to the point, litterary and still aesthetic. Do you write in spanish? I have some spanish poems in my page...your opinion is welcome.