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by William P Strucke

a pen
what is this blue
  on spiral white
is meaning inherent
when words meet paper?
does silence prove loneliness,
  or can the two exist
adjacent and touching
but never attached?
caffeine pulsing in my spirit
as i stare into nothing and wonder at
  the leaf i cannot see
does it feel passion
  as it tumbles through darkness
a nothing can mean something
and a thirst can be an empty promise
life, in itself is just presence
yet given joy or sorrow
  it has meaning


Posted on 04/15/2007
Copyright © 2024 William P Strucke

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 02/08/09 at 12:43 PM

Congrats on POTD William. Great write!

Posted by Kerowyn Rose on 02/08/09 at 02:15 PM

Nice. Congrats on your POTD! I'm adding this to my favorites. :)

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