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Werd Na Rumboe Junior Member
since 2009-10-13
Posts 21 |
it's quite literal how considerate the raindrops matter; from left to right, they slide; like an abacus reads or spattering against open windows, the marshy rug.. below, to make us laugh; its hairs engorged outside, a cloud just explodes, boom boom soft and sold me here was too instead; dressed in sound blings and wivs alike, so kind; the vip of corduroy you pardon without, motion; you helium eyes yet we're grateful that you threw up brows/coins/pins skylines in the ice cream melt to say - are we not songs? but it's quite strange, my flowers in the rain.. will bend each season, from grammar to advanced mathematics their hands in question, in time will pine, for what's gone stray; like have nots plucked, or have dos flang the rain in the clouds that low down lays…is still just fog still some things remain unchanged; like hail so cold it sings |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Werd words...very cool introduction and a pleasure to view how you blend them into something warm and chilled at the same time...welcome to the pipzoo |
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Werd Na Rumboe Junior Member
since 2009-10-13
Posts 21 |
Thank you. I've been looking for a place like this. Hello back and around. |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
...and this place is always looking for writers like you. Welcome...  |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Welcome! I'm new too. It's like poetry home away from home here. I liked the slick twist on your words. More.~L |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Werd na Rumboe (Andrew?)I really loved this especially your celebration of wordplay and words and concepts, and the poem's conversational tone - intimate, yet enigmatic, making the reader a partly willing, yet partly unwilling voyeur - I kept getting the feeling of the ambiance of a certain poet, but in a dream-like way, I can't quite grasp who - and I really want to remember who - I just know that I love his/her work - perhaps I am thinking of a blend of more than one poet - possibly a touch of Emily Dickinson and a large dollop of William Carlos Williams - but there is another, I think, as well . . . Ah, I've got it! It's Werd na Rumboe! Owl |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
smiling at the enjoyment I got from reading this several times over~~ M |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Okay, so I'm not saying I understand it: I'm just saying that I enjoyed this piece very much. Some of the words, and the grammatical liberties made me go, "Wha?" but overall the skill of the work makes me look forward to more from your (virtual) pen. Sutra 93: Do not speak to me of Reality: it is a personal concept that varies with the Observer. |
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