Dark Poetry #3 |
Excerpt from her book of poems |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Give me your music. Touch me soft song. Paint me slow writhing. Glow red image, long. Corporeal flower. Read your scored page. Dipped in old fire. Leaves of sad rage. She wrote: Her words were candy bells. We tasted their unwrapture. She said burn ... together. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
I liked the linguistics here b. Doppelgangers as well as phonetic flow to the imagery. coyote |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks, coyote! Tho' I'm gonna have to, at some point, submit an A-material poem to this site, so Severn will think more than huh? when she reads me. She said burn ... together. |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Her words were candy bells. We tasted their unwrapture. unwrap those candy bells please...and share the acorns! cute poem, Mr.Squirrel ~furry rodent hugs Lyra |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Ah, my fellow rodent to rescue me from obscurity! Always appreciated, Lyra. She said burn ... together. |
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