Odes On Paper I Poem by Nyx C Styx

Odes On Paper I

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If all that I am
cannot move you
Then could I
compel my self
to be the wind
that unsettles your hair
so that you too
may know
how something out of touch
out of sight
can compel you
to be moved

Monday, December 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Feldman 19 December 2016

Difficult extremes. But the brave try everything. Especially in poetry. But then again, is Poetry not imagination for wording the impossible? You have this gift.

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