Paper Poetry
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Paper Poetry


Twittle the Day Away

Rhymes for pasting for Carolyn Hastings

Carolyn, I think it’s a sin
That you make me rhyme all the time
It’s not my forte
But, for you, I have come to play.

I am oft in awe,
With an occasional guffaw.
Of the meaning and depth
Of which I am bereft.



We are living in the digital world, covered in the autonomous aspects & tracked motions of life. Yet, somehow we are losing some critical elements. Keyboards, touchpads, & speech-to-text are there, but we believe that handwritten words on paper is still meaningful to some poets.

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Denise Darby

Mom of two. Poet. Life partner of 28 years. Lover of butterflies and all things alive. Seeker of the truth within and between us.