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the attic (lost toys, lost memories) |
ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
staring into an satin trunk, set of lost objects lay in ruins. many of them with lost eyes, blind torn dresses, with smiles and blank expressions. some never knew the meaning of time yet they lay in wait, waiting to be found. broken parts, no souls, missing from one's that cared for them. they collect cob webs, only company they have are spiders, and dust bunnies. |
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Ken, I'm thinking you may be lost. This is the poetry workshop where assignments are given and completed. If you wish critique on your work, post it in Critical Analysis forum. If you simply wish it to be seen and commented on, post it in the Open forum. |
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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
thanks for being the first to make a comment on my poem. also i didn't know, i'm still getting use to showing my work, and where to put them. |
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