I told you my talisman
was the turtle, stead fast,
Slow. But, like a true
porcupine, I lied.
You were right not to reach out,
my quills and even I
don’t know when
to spring them.
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very interesting. I definitely like it, especially the first 4 lines.
I can relate to this poem and those quills! Excellent! ~Linda
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