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Fingers at the Piano
Nimble and Deft
Black and White Keys
Bold and Mellow
Crashing Sound
Sweet Melody
the Tempest
a Moonlight Sonata
the Keys that Cry
when I cannot
that Scream
because my voice
is gone
stolen away by Pain
and Grief
Stuck Inside me
at the Bottoms
in the Soles of my feet
held there by that Bile-like Flavor
of Panic
Play for me
You are my Light

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I have had the shock of being out in the first week of the contest. This hasn't happened since the very first contest way back in 08 or 07 I don't even remember.

That's not the worst of it. I'm out with only 1 vote. My vote. That's a very first.

The horror.

It was a good poem.

It received wonderful comments.

Ah, there is always next month.

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Hello, this is a writing journal. It's basically for the various writing groups that I participate in and few other communities that I like ( Read more... )