Wednesday, 1 May 2013

Sharpest Tool

50 word poem

I once spent my sharpest tool
on poetry.
Had since sworn off being a fool.

But love when you flew in,
the disdained muse I'd jeopardised
returned -
my sharpest tool craves exercise.

Now if I could just forsee -
Whether you'll become a poem too,
grown to embarass me?

50 word story (or poem?)

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