Open Poetry #49 |
That Part |
KJOTT Member
since 2012-12-26
Posts 87Canada |
A little poem I just wrote... My self, that is, that part, the part you say is me with shoulder's rolling, rising, as icebergs from their glacier calf to sea Your part, that part, that self I sense in verse and without whom, that self, your self, my self is lost for words . |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Flows along smooth as ice! C'mon, give us some more! ...just bein' Bluesy |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Words lost come back as poetry. ~*~ It's not that the man did not know how to juggle, he just didn't have the balls to do it. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Nice work Kevin! Lori |
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Jack Napes Member
since 2014-02-22
Posts 290Phaedra's Womb |
Your muse is smiling now. Touch, but don't look |
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