Open Poetry #21 |
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slick like this (for pg) |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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Watch for sudden breaks in cloud-- I love the city-- slick like this. I kite in silver blue of sky at the edge of feet still dry... a rippled ridge puddling Dali paints my imagery-- as I see, there at my feet reflection of the sky... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I kite in silver blue of sky at the edge of feet still dry... ============ Now that reads like mercury from the pallette of the heavens. Loved it all but those words.........TOO KUHL!! ![]() |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Simmering summer steaming Raindrops sizzle at the very first touch All about empty what was teaming Downpour drowns heat that was too much Blue goes to gray As night takes over from day Clash of water to hot pavement From which all others were sent Collects the heaven tears in pools And the darkness slowly cools Reflections strobe in far off lightening Dali neon dances in steam shivers Clouds cease the veil brightening As the streets end their flow as rivers Gloom |
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