Open Poetry #24 |
Hopskotch stone |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Sketch out lengths of chalk, a hopskotch churchyard stone clutched in your right hand. Hand-me-down existence stalls before the grid. Enclosed paths to take. Toss the stone away. When you reach the other side pick it up again. Small strain as you touch. All the numbers start to melt with you, in the rain. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
I love the imagery especially the last verse that drives the stake thru. great post raph |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write with great imagery Mikey. Loved the last stanza especially. ~Hugs~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Interesting little lines you shoved in there that I missed the first two reads. The third read has me just saying this is deeper than I thought, at first. Can't remember the one line especially to quote it. Maybe I'll go back to see. I liked. Thanks, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Gee whiz....your writing always amazes me. Enjoyed this. Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Mike, I have no idea what to say. I just want you to know that I did read it. I know that I'm really dense about some poetry. By the way, I read it three times, too..... "Love makes the world go around" |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks, everyone. This was brought about by some inspired discussion on christian's awesome "lunchboxes to razorblades" poem. I have to read this one a few times, myself. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes, very deep |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Love the way you chalked up another brain buster. Those chalk lines have fuzzy edges after a while, but somehow never disappear; always attempting to make you stay within someone else's pre-ordained lines. I try never to stay long between those lines, preferring to sketch new boundaries of my own choosing. Vincent showed me how to do that. |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
as always enjoys the visual imagery your words impart..and a Happy 2003. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thank you. |
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