one word then the next
not one means more
than two sounds
all have like minds
when put side by side
the words scream for life
they scream to be
they want life
or some like face
that can be washed clean
the filth of dirt wiped clean
to leave a shine
the sun’s shine
light streams from words
and oft strives for more.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 380
The Simplicity of Ones
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