OK, I liked about feeling completely uncreative, or maybe my mood changed. They do do that, moods. Anyway, a poem.
Mimics
Fear, intuition, hope
such skillful mimics.
Doesn't really matter
which one speaks.
Live now, anyway.
Victoria Hendricks
July 10, 2009
2 comments:
Thank goodness uncreative turns into creative oftentimes! Nice poem!
I like this poem a lot Victoria. I had not thought about how they can mimic each other before reading your thoughts.
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