May 23, 2016Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, The Daily Writ, Uncategorized 2 Comments Crank (I’ve given up smoking) I crank it up To the start of the fin And get a lot of use out Of the pin that Sticks in my heart But lot if it is useful Where I need to be I shall Go but not in the end Shall I feel Better unless You understand That I will be A sure-shot into The goal Of your mouth. Bye! Copyright B E Saunders 2016 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...
Hey you are really kind – I simply start with the title in this case and let it flow – I have an Inner voice that I allow to dictate my flash poetry – sometimes it works and sometimes it don’t but better or worse, it goes online. Thanks friend. LikeLike Reply ↓
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 
Incredible writing. What inspire this poem?
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Hey you are really kind – I simply start with the title in this case and let it flow – I have an Inner voice that I allow to dictate my flash poetry – sometimes it works and sometimes it don’t but better or worse, it goes online. Thanks friend.
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