Open Poetry #15 |
Look Out... |
Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Look Out… it is time to clean it out, this soul of mine, it needs a good hang on the laundry line, a brisk broom of sweep and whap, across the loom of my warp… it requires a washing for neglect has sat in its introspect, it came out a little dingier, true, only as it found the clues that were always there behind mirror’s glare, as in common form I could not stare… perhaps drycleaning a chemicals’ demise of grit and grime and all reprise, a sound tumble in the vat, perhaps some steam clean is where it’s at… this soul needs a wiping down of stain, to fool the birds into their flight of windows so clean they think they can get to the other side, pulling up sharp as they near and see slight reflection in this windowless clear yes, I agree, it’s time to shake the shimmy and lighten up the dimly lit resources of my review, so don’t stand too close, as I might clean you, too… |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
(chuckling) Fall cleaning time..shake out the dust of dry days and prepare for the coming coolness... nicely written... and probably many of us could use some cleaning ourselves.. |
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illusion Member
since 2001-06-19
Posts 296 |
I probably need it. Very well written. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Warrants a theological critique...smiling...but that would not go here. Otherwise, super! Bob |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
We all need a gentle cleansing of the soul once in a while, clean windows really do help. This was great writing Decaflame. If you have but one true friend when you die you were truly blessed |
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citizenx Member
since 2001-07-31
Posts 189motorcade |
I could with a bit of springing there myself. Really enjoyed this, clever and subtle. I liked this one alot shadows flicker sweet end tame |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
DecaFlame~ 'it’s time to shake the shimmy and lighten up' This tickled my fancy~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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