62 Words

Wed, 04/20/2016 - 23:34 -- fchen

Sixty-two words on crisp white paper:

Tales of dream-worlds, frog-cats, diamond rivers

Ink arranged in loops and strokes:

Musings of a salmon mind

What hides in prose, in candid paragraphs?

What lurks between literal lines?

What, but the ineffable of human thought

The stuff complete in incomplete phrases:

Passion

Fear

Lament

Love.

 

Poetry printed on crisp white paper:

Revealer of wildest imagination 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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