The tear
globulus
as it winds its way down
to the lips
tastes of regret
On the tongue
it grows
bitter
In the esophagus
it burns
By the time
it reaches the
stomach
it has been neutralized
Tru Dillon
This is a daily exploration of creative energy. We post every other day "in response" to each other.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Human Nature
Tru Dillon has been involved in art since she was born. Drawing, painting, singing and writing have captured her interest above all else. She wrote her first book of poems at 12 years of age and has since written many more poems and is hoping someday to create another book of her poetry. For now she is content to write on the World Wide Web. To contact Tru Dillon please go to her web page http://poemandprose.wordpress.com/ and send her a comment.
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