Wednesday, September 26, 2012

From the Poet at Prettier Than Plath

Love this and wanted to share an excerpt. Sometimes we forget how poetry is music to the soul. 
~ Silence ~

Filters never come into play unless we're shot-gunning negative slander

Our sentences could be so much grander
if each word was meant to love each second

if we didn't waste our time speaking pennies
we could be shouting millions
we could be rich in billions
we could be golden in every corner and crevice
we could be diamond clear and sapphire blue
but when was the last time you said I love you?
How are people supposed to know when you don't tell them
when you sit in solemn silence...
Read the rest: Prettier Than Plath

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