Write / BlocksA Poem by Kelli WyattAnother old one. 12-31-08, 1:08 AM"Another shooting today, Dear," the disgruntled voice echoed into the kitchen hall where his proclaimed Love lingered, working on a TV dinner. She only nodded in silent acknowledgment, and to this he scowled. Out of the corner of his eye, his child he saw, building with makeshift blocks. © 2010 Kelli Wyatt
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Added on January 4, 2010 Last Updated on May 3, 2010 AuthorKelli WyattWA, JapanAboutI started writing free-form poetry in high school. Most of my poems have darker themes - those are the personal ones. If they have a lighter theme, chances are it was a contest prompt of some sort. .. more..Writing
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