Open Poetry #48 |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast ![]() |
they would say of man's best friend that he would never be a manimal but more the panting kind of hounding taking only yes for an answer always by the gesture of hand or gazed approving you wagged your contradiction to rumors there pawing at my freshly contented sand that covers where I buried my meditation then rolling over on your back rudely and making sure it was never the same again throwing you a bone was inconsequential you chewed through it while in mid flight and always looked back over your shoulder wanting more than I could carry in my hands but you offered to bite the slick skin boys and old men in leather, if I would just bring them __________ daark |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~*~puppy love~*~ eyes~*~*~ XOXO |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
one must be careful in where they bury their meditation; oh and whether or not the cookies have peanut butter in them. lol ![]() |
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twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
yay i read this poem with my puppy on my lap, he is like 10 so he's been a long time friend. *hugs* |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
BBG, thanks pretty ______ Ms Nicole, yep,,,if they had thumbs they would be in the skimpy jar by themselves. Thanks babe _____ Twisted..now that makes the poem perfect. Thanks |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Quite Apollonian, as is usual for you...:-) |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Bro Ice, thanks guy |
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