October '17 Poetry Project


October 31, 2017

My words were but a litter of letters all tiny timid and trembling
Yearning to be coaxed out of hiding and nuzzled 
Safe and seen in the silence 
They wriggle and purr
Entertaining possibilities once unsaid now
Running wild around the room
I want to play with them
Our glaring truths
Secret tails

Acrostic poem based on today's final prompt 

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