Friday, March 18, 2011
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Reach for the clouds. . .
Tickle your toes. . .
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like me- it serves as a question as well as an appropriately foolish letter in bad company it only teams up with words like yodel, ...
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Under a blanket it was at high altitudes in love or nauseous? I once held his hand his touch was so soothing-but with a lion's face. and...
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as I left the waterfront and I climbed up the sandy stair as always his brothers were first; to greet me. I've had past dealings with th...
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There are holes in these walls and someone is pounding away making new ones. A little girl with a bell hammer smack smack smack She only ban...
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secret fancies don't really bother me, alright? but know that once you tell me I become either like a turtle and snap my smile...
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I thought it would be fitting to do an original of mine, but one of it's earlier drafts. I have recently reworked this poem so it includ...
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Eyes and skies a fuzzy crystal blue. A sunlit shouldered sensation and smirking hips and lips without vibration a scorched summer driveway ...
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Empty lines- Now there are not enough notes- and I am missing notes- I am missing your notes too much time passing two, three, four, five to...
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This is just a short note from me to inform you that after my extensive monthly study and subsequent written exploration of Psalms and Prove...
OK, so what does it mean that INSIDE is the most prominent word?
ReplyDeletehahaha. you tell me, oh, poetry guru
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