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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
uninspired angels collect on the ground and make a slight crunching noise as i tread though the chilly autumn morning carrying borrowed beauty to a more rightful home before the sun can warm my head and make me smile again |
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silentsky Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 114 |
beautiful poem... i feel the atmosphere and the feeling... shira |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
burrowed beauty- simply ingenius. That is something I'd like to use in a poem one day. I come up with a lot of that kind of stuff. Keep it up....the poem was great!  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
thank you shira and dopey. and fell free to use the borrowed beauty. this started from the uninspired angels, actually, and i think i tried to usse that line in three poems before it finally latched on to this one.  much love, jann elizabeth Don't take any wooden nickels When you sell your soul Devil lover, time awaits you Now the party's over You're on your own -the eels |
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summer Member
since 1999-11-23
Posts 80long beach .ca.usa |
i enjoyed this one, thank you, it was one of those that made me say "hum" keep up the great work |
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