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out of nothing
comes something empty space anticipates a dancer’s first step, swirl, leap random wood pieces grow into a 3D structure resisting gravity an empty page accepts a writer’s words without resistance an empty canvas ivory white absorbs a splash of paint with water colours travel like oil in a puddle an open heart empty of fear accepts first love wondering if it will last
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AuthorI started my "Poem-A-Day" writing exercise back in 2010. It was a way to get into the habit of writing everyday. It took awhile but once I got into it I really enjoyed the process. I took a break in 2023 to work on getting "Carbon Copy" into the wild. I also wanted to re-read my poem-a-day scribblings to see if there were any unpolished gems amongst the rubble. My plan is to post one per week in my Blog. Find "Carbon Copy" at: Archives
April 2025
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