An Odd Poem in An Odd Time
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Sylvia Frances Chan
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An Odd Poem In An Odd Time
my poem site looks now like a gecko
it's green, fertile, but like walking in a ghetto
no more spark
saddest moments now
in this ghetto
nothing in petto
send me your stardust
like in fairytales
or true tales
within a minute
from outer space
till before my own face
so that I can write again
true poems
but not in these whims
I know this is not my fate
I have been praying to the Lord all times,
also now worded in these late rhymes
please help me in these odd times
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Wednesday 15 Sept 2021
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