Open Poetry #21 |
hand sown with dollars stitched to its eyes |
wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
hand sown with dollars stitched to its eyes fingers prickled in dappled dew sun ears with sleep from aging sore feet toes in rows gain penance of fun out of gas fidgets down the road further middle of spoken unraveled its tongue many of dollars poured from the causeway some of fortuitous only were sung fill in on gas of bookstore convenience help an old lady run across street leave down the penny rich man foresaketh footsteps are falling feebler beneath not that this fate will smile upon me many of why’s not reasons to be [This message has been edited by wayoutwalt (06-14-2002 09:41 AM).] |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
many lines to think about..although I can't figure out what you are trying to say if anything *s M |
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EarthenSoul Member
since 2002-05-30
Posts 163WA, USA |
I like it, I don't understand it, but I like it. There are some very interesting lines, a lot of words to ponder their play. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
No whys reasons to be sometimes....You're just so good Walt! |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
thank you all three for understanding |
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elisaseyes Member
since 1999-07-15
Posts 196fort worth texas |
book store convenience yep that's where I can find you |
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