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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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She is RAGE, in her wake pieces of a man. She slides a shard into her pocket token of her theft. Wind on dunes, her patterns repeat, barren badlands. The face she fears appears in all men, desert of a woman. He’s mending, she’s attempting another break-in. © 2000 Corinne Bailey [This message has been edited by Corinne (edited 01-19-2000).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Corinne, Although the symbols were difficult to read, I did enjoy the poem. Sy |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Wow, Corinne...this is an extreamly powerful poem. I absolutely love the analogies you used in it. Sounds like she's been hurt bad and is getting her revenge on any man she can...wow!! At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet. ~Plato |
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