there are no words

there are no words
the words I find in myself
the ones I discover
when I retire into me
this is a blank paper
there is nothing
but words about words
that never were

shadows of ghosts




Poetry by fungi
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Written on 2006-05-19 at 18:25

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Zoya Zaidi
dear Fungi,
You are a philosopher!
(((hugs)))
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-05-19


Pamela A Lamppa
Oooh. I guess they would have had to be on order to become shadows of ghosts. This is a thinking poem. I liked it very much. ~Pam
2006-05-19