Stolen poetry

The author looms above his page
and thinks it strange that at his age
he can not find the proper words
to describe his only world.
One would think that in a life
where no two snowflakes are alike
one would have a brilliant rhyme
for each and every bit of time.

~Neil Fallon, from The Yeti

And that about sums up the last couple of days.


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~ by Lex on February 4, 2009.

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