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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A poem in my pocket

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From my mirror - reflections of a warm spring day. I layer a white shirt above a red and throw on some good ole Levi blues. My shoes - not today. I'll let my pedicure pave the way. But as I tip toe the concrete, beating the paved heat...a poem recites from my freed mind. I will bask in the lemon called sun The task of all worries will dilute into fun My blue jeans are tattered; the pockets are holes So this poem I'll recite; keeping buried in my soul A poem in my pocket - no, nor a locket It's searing my brain - there's no way to stop it Who am I, where am I, what shall I be Some words and...

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