22 April 2016
A Quick Found-Word Poem
Transcription:
"Our sun has concealed itself.
Still I am here, Still we are here
with a strange flavour that integrates both joy and sarcasm.
And my heart is as fire.
Each breath of mine is a sacred blessing.
I have found that I now admire pain and suffering.
Here's looking at you.
You, you are as tall as a star,
and perhaps the hint of a hidden past.
Together we celebrate.
Let the sun shine."
I really like the way this came together, considering the nature of found-word poetry...
-Nym-
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