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An unwritten poem
is as a beautiful maiden
laying dead 
on a sheet of paper;
a single drop of ink
falls into her veins,
coaxing the first feeble
pulse of her heart.

One more drop,

two,

three,

it/'/s beat strengthens
and she rises,
prepared for her grand ballet;
each prance and twirl
tracing every word,
every line;
choreographing her beautiful tale,
until the last drop of ink is spent,
and she collapses 
into the period at the end
of the final stanza.

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  • Yes, Nathan, it works well and is an intriguing poem that I found myself reading several times. Thanks.
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