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Treading Greasy
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Treading Greasy |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396
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Rubber turning - blue sky call, yes,... I was packed in tin and soaking, drowning in oils slick and salty, while roadways were steaming and tinted lenses fooled. I could paint today as I go, and smile beneath the truth, so gray and lacking, so uninviting and caving. These super spies can crawl across five corners before the street lights come on - and so can I. And rubber softened in afternoon - regains it’s strength. It stiffens itself in silence, and I perch, or arch, or resolute my face, and know. But knowing often doubles and I could spill naked across these seats, scream for running, for repeats and agains. Or throw papered pages from windows laughing and then regret it all too soon. Somehow rubber wrote itself, and somehow, all I wanted to do was read, or curl or hide. And here I was, paralyzed in fushia falsely, trickery consuming and alive, treading greasy, and tangled, and worn. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
this piece could enjoy some real in depth discussions, and yet the feel and flow of it is something one can enjoy without analyzing it to the full |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
Fire goddess You are the flame in my eyes! |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Wow .. such a thought-provoking read Spitfire! Much enjoyed these intricate thoughts and images, well done!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~VAS, thank you for visiting my words again. I enjoy your responses. And appreciate the thought behind the one you've left here. ~Insect, what to say,...heh. THANK YOU! ~Kit, thank you for stopping in and leaving all that you have. *Peace Poets. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Rubber turning - blue sky call, yes,... I was packed in tin and soaking, drowning in oils slick and salty, while roadways were steaming and tinted lenses fooled. ONLY YOU-- could write about driving in a hot car and make it be this cool!!  I could paint today as I go, and smile beneath the truth, so gray and lacking, so uninviting and caving. YOU DID paint...with your words...but thats what ya meant here wasnt it, that and perhaps the phrase "whitewash the truth" comes to mind here as well. See ya got me thinkin *S*  ===================== And rubber softened in afternoon - regains it’s strength. It stiffens itself in silence, and I perch, or arch, or resolute my face, and know. But knowing often doubles and I could spill naked across these seats, scream for running, for repeats and agains. Or throw papered pages from windows laughing and then regret it all too soon. Somehow rubber wrote itself, and somehow, all I wanted to do was read, or curl or hide. And here I was, paralyzed in fushia falsely, trickery consuming and alive, treading greasy, and tangled, and worn. ========================= A, the images in this are so cool and unique... the word abstract comes to mind again and again with your work, so does innovative and fresh/creative... you put a techno-twist of fresness on imagery... a new generation of style and influence on poetry writing So...help me out here...(its only six am here)LOL... Dont quite get the metaphor for superspies? whos bugging ya *L* and the fushia?...was the color coming from the sunset...or was that the color of the car? (and hey,ya dont have to explain it if ya dont want to) I'll read it on the porch later...then I will get it  very cool write...thanks for the ride..(did we go to Cali?)  lol"Nature's first green is gold, |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
OH..wait...the fushia??... its the stoplight??? (not all of em are red) See..ya STILL got me thinking...LOL I need more caffeine ... gotta have me raspberry tea  later-waycool-gator meeeeeeeee  |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
SpitFire, you pull the most amazing images out of your imagination. . . this is no exception. . . it's amazing. . . -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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samantha4 Junior Member
since 2001-05-09
Posts 32Pennsylvania |
SpitFire - I'm new to this forum, and what I've read of yours is amazing...my favorite line..."But knowing often doubles and I could spill naked across these seats, scream for running, for repeats and agains." I look forward to reading more...... |
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