| Open Poetry #46 |
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flat foot thump |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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last night laugh light I tossed the gravel-white pebbles at your door last night I cried you lied, to comfort her: "See this woman's stalking me-- let me make a clean break, please..." a towel swathed your loins, Ghandi. I heard the rhythm of your feet dance the steps in spiraling: a-king ka-chung and flat foot thump-- slow complacency and lust re-adjusted commandjutant; 'She goes to work at four' whispered through the keyhold of the door which keeps my palmprint like the sore that's never gonna heal. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Love how this rolls over the tongue. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
reads well ma'am...your talent for the rythmic use of words and the imagery you paint, always has been a source of envy for me... I look forward to each new read |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
kewl stuff kbomb...I have an extra bat if you wanna borrow it.. |
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