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Last Day of Poetry Month!!! The Poetic Candle

The scent of the wind
The touch of the air
Can only be described by a poet

The taste of a word
The sight of the unknown
Can only be exposed by his writing

How up is down
And left is right
Is a mystery to all but him

When chaos is calm
And everything in between
Can not be explained to anybody else

In the darkness
He sees color and light

In the cold of the winter
He feels summer's warm breeze

A dimmed light
A candle of warmth
All he has to offer others

But in his head
'Tis a torching blaze

-Trevor :)

I had a lot of fun this month. I only had time (and memory :D) to do half of the prompted poems this month, but I saved my favorite idea for last! Thanks!

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  1. Bags of Hope, ClaraMay 4, 2020 at 10:25 AM

    Wow, I love this!!!! What a beautiful idea. Your poems have been really lovely, way to go for participating in this challenge. And hey, even if you didn't write every day, you still wrote more poems than you would have otherwise written, right?

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