5 lines, 10 beats per
I am soaking up sunshine on the roof,
closer to the sun than anyone a-
-round me. I am above my surroundings,
I'm even with the trees. Toast for fifteen
minutes, then flip me over if you please.
I need to tan.
But it's so hot on the roof...
:(
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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