How can I explain.
Happy New Year. I’m back, and should be for a reasonable while, I’m doing a poem a day for the next month so hopefully I can keep the posts rolling as well, as well as the posts I’m scheduling so hopefully it’ll be decently into February before I disappear again. This poem is for a friend, maybe they know who they are, maybe not.
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How can I explain
A beautiful broken voice
Speaking scarred words
Made complete in its brokenness
Filled with the colours of the rainbow
Hidden in a self-perceived thunder cloud
Taught to be a different voice
Creating the scars on the words
No voice should be changed by prejudice
Definitely not this voice
So beautiful
So broken
So perfect.
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Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.