| Dark Poetry #4 |
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Splitsville |
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Yoinn Senior Member
since 2007-08-16
Posts 649Michigan
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Splitsville I turned my head I sipped my wine I hoped that I would be ok. She just got up and left, with her dinner sitting there with me and her ring hypnotizing me with it’s spin. Yoin |
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Allogenes Junior Member
since 2008-01-16
Posts 35 |
You paint a strikingly vivid picture of domestic upheaval and discontent. The poem simply bristles with the nervous energy of contention; I could see the ring spinning lifelessly on the cold table, 'hypnotizing' - Brilliant. |
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Yoinn Senior Member
since 2007-08-16
Posts 649Michigan |
Thank you for your kind words Allogenes...glad you liked it. Yoin |
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