Paper and Lead
Posted on April 13, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
17 Comments
writing thoughts left unsaid
broken loves, angel’s wings
to entertain, to abstain,
The acrid grief from death as it
Imagining my tempestuous desire,
passionate fantasies fill my head
Igniting my body and soul
Leaving both sated
drained and
Searching for the perfect twist
Paul hosted dVerse Thursday with the interesting theme of the Ars Poetica.
A term meaning “the art of poetry,” an Ars Poetica poem expresses the poet’s aims for poetry and/or the poet’s theories about poetry.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you for that.
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Thank you!
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Writing poetry is like a quest to understand.
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Yes, to be sure. Thanks Frank.
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Words, words, words and our endless quest for it ~ Admiring the pointed shaped too of your verses ~
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Thanks Grace. So many words, so little time!
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I love how you explored the things your muse could get into….and lovely shapes too!
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Thank you Vivian.
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Reblogged this on quirkywritingcorner and commented:
I love this poem and was absolutely fascinated by the shape.
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Thank you.
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It all points to God right? Well penned and clever format. Thanks for joining us.
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Thank you Paul!
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Love this. Especially the part of waiting for your muse
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Thank you Drew.
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