our notes...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
short poem inspired by a minimalist piano piece

Submitted: December 21, 2012

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Submitted: December 21, 2012

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as the notes unfold, unnote their rhymes
im playing them over and over as they left my mind
each winding turn which they seem to have told, makes me stare down towards my knees
then on to the bottom to count my toes
as they juggle with the sands of time
they will buckle across the line to where these new rhymes ripple through
nothing talks me off the cliff like your breeze
books,staggeredin story, on shelves worked by anuncategorized symbolism
my eyes cant shut down the loud words you spoke to me
paper which I soak with ink, from pens, wanting to paint all of their best poems
Im lost today, when I search for how you spell our story
Letters bounce in and out of lines,but land quite meaningless


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