Open Poetry #46 |
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They sat on a branch |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Smooth as silk I spun my bed Taught from the legs whom spun a web Hungry eyes and thirsty teeth "Wouldn't you cry?" Blank stares and empty voices "Wouldn't you cry? If you saw me die." Patience was his virtue "Oh, not me, no, not I." One-sided conversation "What if I told you I could fly?" Disbelief in silence "Yes,I can fly. Only if I don't die." A twitch in position "Now wouldn't it be a shame if I died?" Intrigued "Keep watch while I sleep, and you can fly too." I lied. |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
And he got away? I hope so - I like this. A |
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