slate

my parents gave me few
not a house
not a dog
not a word
i inherited a mix of their brains
a subtle cocktail of their dna's
and so i became a thinker




Poetry by alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-07-02 at 21:06

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shells
Pretty good gift, don't "wipe the slate clean" as the saying goes.
2017-07-04


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I would say you wrote your own slate, and a thinker you are. Very well done.:)
Ashe
2017-07-03


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A fortunate inheritance.
2017-07-03


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
indeed, you a thinker, your poetic record is evidence of that in spades.
2017-07-02


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo!
Ken
2017-07-02