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I close my eyes
and there it is
a concrete walkway
leading out of a
small village
hugging the sides
of a green green
tree filled mountainside
and to the right
a pipe railing
paited the color
of oxidized metaland even firther
to my right
a small beach
costline-an ocean
all under a pale blue sky
all there when my eyelids
close and the shutters open
are there any metaphors here? any literary devices other than visual imagery
ReplyDeleteThe act of creation doesn't end with the writer, it only begins there. What a poet writes, even if it is a simple description of what he sees, can become a metaphor for the reader.
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