Open Poetry #46 |
Message In A Blue Glass Bottle… |
bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
I am a good prisoner, tiny blue pinafores atwirl upon my sash, I am a pinwheel in a tin mirror, tin me, alas, all my tantrums are to no avail, for nothing comes to redeem or fetch me, now, I am November in your body, asleep with fists clenched in prayer, killjoys cat-o-nine tails at my back, and grinning, caricatures of dreams I climb into and bruise so easily, through my brooding blue dress, my womb fills with possums... ...drowning, ~ Alice ________________________________________________ ~from Flower Song, a collection of Epistolery Poems |
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dollmaker Member
since 2006-08-30
Posts 155mass dorchester |
DARK BUT GOOD |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
am November in your body, asleep with fists clenched in prayer, love that line...but love the poems you share in total.. always a moving experience ma'am..to read you |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
possums are a majesty of design..but battery operated I think...your storage of them in this makes me recognize your soul showing..enjoyed it babybel1e |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
dollmaker, thanks so much for checking this out ~
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
thanks, Chief~~~ xoxoxoxox
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
dark~~~ your battery operated reference made me laugh Thanks for dropping in to read~ <3
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