The Beauty of Words
Friday, April 25, 2008
Unrestrained
The warm fluid swirls,
surrounds like a tight knot
breaking into,
opening access to depths
where breaths are pushed
like rapids among rocks.
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KaloyBrown
I re-discovered creative writing three years ago. With the help of poet communities, I honed my writing skills to bring it up to the next level. Still lots more reading to go.
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