This poem will be about a literal poem like the billy Collins poem i posted earlier.
dancing across the page
the pen full of ideas
dancing faster and faster with the sudden burst of thoughts
a hand sweeps across the page
admiring eyes take in work
from one hand to another its given to the world
sometimes she was gentle
cooing over the lines
other times she was harsh
ripping the seams
taking out all the meaning it once had inside
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