Find joy
In the void of space
Where creativity dwells
And imagination slumbers
Within the umbral depths
Of a lonely teddy bear
Though there is nothing
There lies potential
For something
To be made
But only
If we were so brave
To make that something ours
We wouldn't be cornered
Staring at blank spaces
In this vacuum
Of childhood scribbles.
I usually have more symbolism, but as of late my poet's hand isn't awake a lot of the time. My mind is drawing a blank...
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PoetryThe words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A sma...