Out the window,
I thought I saw Emily
pale, gawking.
a green T-shirt.
bouncing firey springs on her head.
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Reach for the clouds. . .
Tickle your toes. . .
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Ah, 7. The number in question. During this process of developing my first full-length work of prose, and a memoir to boot, I have considered...
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Nice use of spacing and short lines. I found myself looking out my window as I read this. The final image is wonderful. Thanks for sharing
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ReplyDeletefun one,
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Jingle
thanks :D
ReplyDeleteSuccinct and sweetly satisfying....!
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ReplyDeleteAhh -- love the simplicity. I've never been able to master the art of few words but you have done it brilliantly.
ReplyDeleteShort fun poem, simple enough to digest yet I'm able to think about it for a long time. (:
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Thank you both!
ReplyDeleteNice short poem.
ReplyDeleteall bless.
I can picture the scene. This is short and simple, but it works!
ReplyDeleteI love it! Great job =)
ReplyDeleteNice image you've created with this one.
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Loved this image, there is a good use of spacing. The image in my head was of my children standing absently absorbed in their own thing, it would be nice to be that way so unabashed.
ReplyDeleteNice post.
:) Thanks again all!
ReplyDeleteThis is really cool...so light and delightful, :)
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ReplyDeletedelightful play ...
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