Open Poetry #46 |
Mirror Ball In Time |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Sour taste of woman in heat, taste of whisky served neat, sweet taste of love briefly earned, taste of life later learned, bitter taste of desire's hot ash, taste of karma's bright lash, all become thickly lingering taste of reality's bite. ©2010 by icebox |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I like the unique style of this poem and the fact that it has so much to say to those who know how to listen. Ida |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Most meaningful write, icebox. "Reality's bite" - yes, it leaves a lasting scar. Helen |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Enjoyed the read and the feel of this one. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
Great write, Sir. The name of a certain young golfer comes to mind, as I apply this to the practical applications of "real" life. And not that I can't see a lesson or two for myself. Regards, Art |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I like sweet the best |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
It makes a lot of sense (insert pun-inspired groaning here) |
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