Dark Poetry #3 |
Red polka dots |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
For a moment I thought I had one of those clap on, clap off lights. But then I looked at the clock and it was a quarter past three. I realized as I lie in my cotton coffin.. I would have to arrange my own flowers. Nothing goes with plaid sheets. So I cried myself black petals. And arranged them all astray, in the style of a rose. The thorns grab hold of me, And I cry out in my sleep. Who ever heard of polka dotted flowers. [This message has been edited by Lexy (08-07-2003 03:21 PM).] |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thanx that made me happy and laugh. Nice write. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Creative thoughts here, sweets.. I dig it. |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i've seen them in my dreams...nice one..adding this "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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