Saturday, January 09, 2010

old poem 3

Cinquain: Sunlight

Sunlight
On my bare skin
Soaks right in through my hands
on the warm, rough pavement, leaning
Summer

Rhymed couplet: free

life gives me chances for me to be me
i'll take those chances, that's why i'm free
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