5,7,5
i. Calling birds can't truly
answer, they only repeat the
lost words of others.
ii. Apples and poems
are two unrelated things.
Yet, inexplicably wise.
iii. I picked a flower
and mounted it on my table.
Sweetly, it died alone.
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PoetryBook One: ~Romanticism~ An anthology of poems I worked on for a poetry class. They are reflective of how one feels when the heart and mind become entangled. Book Two: ~About~ Another collection of poetry that illuminates and explores the definitio...
5,7,5
5,7,5
i. Calling birds can't truly
answer, they only repeat the
lost words of others.
ii. Apples and poems
are two unrelated things.
Yet, inexplicably wise.
iii. I picked a flower
and mounted it on my table.
Sweetly, it died alone.