Elena Sandu


Soul Letters


Long piece
of paper
is the air.
My body,
Just a pen.
I'm writing.
Hoping
for the wind,
to be
The Postman.
Picking
me up,
will ask:
-Where to?
One word leaped
giggling:
-*~*~*~Far in the air*~*~*~

Submitted: Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (2/6/2014 12:06:00 PM)

    This is a soul uplifting poem.
    'One word leaped
    giggling:
    -*~*~*~Far in the air*~*~*~ ' - Very nice indeed! (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Burkett (1/19/2014 7:15:00 PM)

    That's Delightful! Makes my thoughts leap high into the air just from the reading of your pen. (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (10/31/2013 4:59:00 AM)

    a playful piece skinny like and updraught of wind on that aimless and fun adventure. (Report) Reply

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