»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #26
»
stream of consciousness
| Open Poetry #26 |
|
stream of consciousness |
|
|
eminor_angel Member
since 2003-05-22
Posts 323Canada |
kudos to the walruses that bask along the wicked rocks and nobody really know what's at the bottom of the ocean except for maybe squid that taste like rubber if you ever chewed a rubber band when you were little and didn't know not to put anything into your mouth without first ask your mother anything, she'll answer unless its personal "ask me when you're older" older never comes and the years drag on like marmalade stuck in the jar like walrus skin hunted and dried |
||
| © Copyright 2003 eminor_angel - All Rights Reserved | |||
Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
WOW! I love all this vivid imagery! kudos I almost strangled on a rubber band when I was five. "My Blue Face" should have taught me to be as careful what I put in as what I put out of my mouth. See what you did? Got me all inspired with this write.   |
||
|
passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
cool |
||
|
Poe_Pot_Pie Member
since 2003-06-01
Posts 107Canada |
Woman, that was deep. It's like the world begins with Walruses and ends with Walruses. (They probably are the next link in human evolution) I love how your topic changes about mothers. The imagery of choking on rubber is huge. I always feel like I am stuck in a jar of marmalade. (very hip) The sadest part is the exclusion of the squid. My heart aches for the lonely squid, with a fake understanding. Rock on!!  |
||
|
littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
angel: get outta my head! lol this is awesome writing friend xxoo |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
