Short poems #6 secrets

June 21, 2017June 21, 2017 / aprilqueen123

Secrets are like silent bells tucked inside our body. Suspended. Waiting for the in and ex-pressure to sound it. When it does it vibrates like a lost drop of water from a Japanese bamboo fountain.

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A composite of me and the universe

This is where I expose if not all, most of me and the world I live in.

Short poems #6 secrets

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