Poems ✍️

  29.05.2026
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Author: Ann Beard

My Words

My words collect in a nonchalant pool,
rides the waterfall with utmost grace.
At the bottom to bounce like a manic fool,
and scatter their logic all over the place.
Then I wade in to search for a jewel.

Roan mar.2008




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