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Click herea poetic dance, indeed, have we
for no one else but us to see
the mingling of mutual words
far from noisy, milling herds,
poems I write to myself
thoughts I leave on the shelf
I fold them into paper planes
flick them through the e-mail lanes,
I love life, in all it’s guises
small, medium and large sizes
I walk both beach and mountain trail
check my Box each day for mail,
somedays there’s a snip from you
I hold it close, that’s what I do
smile and hope some day we meet
with sense to stay on our feet,
or maybe not (I smile a bit)
never know what parts might fit
never say never, we might be wrong
enjoy life, and live it long ….
The flow of the poem needs to be worked on. Also, the punctuation. Prehaps counting syllables might help you. Good luck with everything.
Sincerely, Dana