Open Poetry #42 |
silverstrand ride 3am |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
mother belly echo songs children is the wind when she takes her walks at dawn and moves the whisper papers into a law school of debris my anger herds the leather and bends the metals mouths to shout old thunder there as saliva's on the echos slippery spitting strangers that have driven from eldorado or some valley ghetto with gold in their chevy car luxury to know the sand again and leave their seed behind in the salty wounds of dune __________________ daark |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
hmmmm... so you are angry at the tourists of your town Mr Daark.. but it's a tad early to wake them don't you think? love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms r&b...not really angry...just a little thunder punishment for them...to keep them from resting stolen moments...thanks ms |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh my, this is a powerful and emotional write and I agree with you, dear D.. Love, Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms mar...thanks babe for looking in this window |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Very emotion Filled! ARCTIC WIND |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
thanks a&w,,,a bit of a hoot and some emotional randy too perhaps... |
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