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[greenwich]

I used to write poems.
My friend Casper would read them by candlelight,
he urged me to make them darker
so he could spike his hopes.
He had a wooden leg
sadly he would never tell me why
in the silence,
I bound my collection in pea green leather
to say words were like forgotten dreams;
with voyages only starting
from your own heart.

[Eisa]

H Antony,

I wish my muse was as active as yours!

I used to write poems.
My friend Casper would read them by candlelight,
he urged me to make them darker
so he could spike his hopes.
He had a wooden leg
sadly he would never tell me why ? Don't think the ? is needed
in the silence,
I bound my collection in pea green leather Love that description - I think perhaps a comma
to say words were like forgotten dreams;
with voyages only starting
from your own heart.

Keep them coming!
Eira

[Psyche]

Good short poem, Antony. Just a couple of nits, to ToT.

I used to write poems.
My friend Casper would read them by candlelight,
he urged me to make them darker
so he could spike his hopes.
He had a wooden leg
sadly he would never tell me why ?<<<<<Full stop here.
in the silence,
I bound my collection in pea green leather
to say words were like forgotten dreams;
with voyages only starting
from your own heart.

L7, maybe:
In silence,
I bound my collection in pea green leather
to say words are like forgotten dreams,
with voyages only starting
from your own heart.

Just a suggestion, to ToT.

Thanks for sharing,
Syl