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Paper Poetry Prompt | SEPTEMBER VERSES


An Abecedarian Poem

Alight on me
Butterflies in my dreams
Come, weave through my fingers
Dreams arrive in waves
Entwined with rays of light

Forever suspended in semi disbelief
Gilded edges of my vision attuned



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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Paroma Sen

“Do not go gentle into that good night, but rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light.”