Open Poetry #27 |
Unbalanced |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I am like a character without any distinguishing characteristics. I am like a paper doll without any color or old fashioned clothing. Like A storm without a rainbow. Or a jockey without a horse. And I loved you like a priest loves an athiest, like a flower loves a destructive foot. I carry up hill, my hands full of water. Your mouth gets dryer as I curse the unbalanced ground below me. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
.....An entertaining juxtaposition of the normal and the bizarre.....or, to put it more succinctly, Wow! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Laqe Member
since 2003-06-15
Posts 72Michigan, US |
I love this, it's very original. It can be taken different ways, too.. That can help a poem stand the test of time, if it can be uniquely interpretted. Very nice. .Echo. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent contrasts here...much enjoyed. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
cool write! |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Enjoyed the Write K ARCTIC WIND |
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