Open Poetry #46 |
What are the Blues? |
irmirt Junior Member
since 2010-06-09
Posts 18 |
Without, within - MMR (first post...) Water boil, Rushing wind; Busy street, Daily toil... Laughter, Tears, Shouting out; Words spoken, Songs about... Gentle feel, Softly stroked; Patted back, Tickle, poke... Whispered sighs, Sunken eyes; Pondered cries, no more lies... Broken dreams, ended schemes; Glassy stares, so who cares |
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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
i liked the style.This is a difficult one to use and yet still make a connection with your reader-goood luck -arthur |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
welcome to PIP not sure I get what this poem means but I like the wondering good to have you here....please take time to read others' poems as well as posting yours it's a fine way to get to know the community and maybe make some friends along the way |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I sense so much coming from this first post of yours, that I am eager to read more of your writing. Welcome to Passions! Please check your email for a Very Special Greeting! " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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