The Last Letter: A Poem

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Words penned on yellowed creases,

The last phrases of another era,

Ink blot spilled to erase painful memories,

Love yearned and love lost,

Battles won and surrendered,

The art of handwriting is slowly disappearing,

So, we'll cherish the tattered remains of pen to paper.


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jhamann 2 years ago from Reno NV

Interesting that I have been working on a poem with a similar theme. It is sad that letters are not a part of our culture anymore. I would love to start paper communication again. Jamie


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Ebower 2 years ago from Georgia Author

jhamann: Yes, letter writing is so special, because you can hold it in your hands and every person's handwriting is so unique.


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BlossomSB 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

I just visited a pen shop yesterday and had the perished bladder of my fountain pen replaced, as I thought it was time to write some proper letters, and now here is your lovely poem!


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Ebower 2 years ago from Georgia Author

BlossomSB: Great timing! I'm glad you enjoyed this.

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