unspoken words
floating in steam
on coffee cups
trapped in prisons
eager to break
cages in air
and fly away
captured by keys
oblivion
-a richer space
with all that’s lost
in deep silence
thoughts thank the keys
on man-made boards
for shapes given
in expression
Image credit: Okalinichenko

Your words captured what the images were conveying; the perfect description of a writer’s life. That third stanza nailed thoughts not put to paper, lost in the ethos. Loved it all, Reena!
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Thank you so much, Susi!
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You’re very welcome, Reena!
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Odd to think that a series of squiggles can take us anywhere.
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It is a poetic perspective. Thanks for dropping by!
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I love this, especially the last stanza. “Thoughts thank the keys”, is a great line.
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Thank you so much!
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Most welcome!
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Thoughts thank the keys!!! Excellent
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I thank you ☺️
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My pleasure! Sorry for the typos
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There are no typos. I’m just repeating the rhythm of “Thoughts thank keys.” 🙂
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Okay!
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it s got vanilla damn it
padinko
chinese checkers
the thing
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