Open Poetry #50 |
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I Was Too Tired To Cook So I Popped Open A Can Of Sardines: I Think Too Much... |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror ![]() |
A frantic fish swam along the shoal seeking one small fish-sized hole Fragile, agile, fleet of fin on the outside looking in Dash, splash, flap-flap squeezed into a tiny gap Still so flustered, calming down in a tin can shelved in town... ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
What fun Bluesy! Loved your rhymes. Way to think out of the box...er...the tin. ~L |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
I eat a lot of them. Miss Lori, but this is the first time I stopped between bites to consider their plight. I like carrots too, but sometimes, when it's quiet, I can hear them screaming... Damn "carrot-tops" are all alike! ![]() ...just bein' Bluesy |
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